Elizabeth's POV
He hit the floor hard, groaning. Blood dripped from his temple, soaking into his torn shirt. His fingers twitched against the cold ground. My pulse pounded as his eyes fluttered open, first unfocused, then sharp, locking onto mine.
"Adam,"I called softly.
Lance grabbed a fistful of my hair and yanked it backward.
"Ugh,"I groaned.
Pain shot through my scalp. I gasped, my body jerking forward, but the chains held me back.
Adam remained still, slowly coming to his senses and then he realized what was happening. His entire body tensed like a predator about to strike. His dark eyes, heavy with blood and fury, locked onto Lance.
"Let...Her...Go."He said slowly. The anger was strong in his voice.
Lance chuckled."What's wrong, Sly bastard?"He yanked my hai
