Adrien POV
The Drive — The Warning Before the Storm
By the time our car rolled to a stop outside the house, I turned toward Elena—and something inside my chest snapped.
She wasn’t just tired.
She was fading.
Her head had slumped to the side, breaths uneven and scattered, each one thinner than the last.
The drugs were raging inside her bloodstream…
and above us, the moon was climbing higher in the sky like it was calling to her.
“Elena… hey, Elena, look at me,” I whispered, leaning in close.
I didn’t know if she could hear me.
The dashboard lit up again:
11:58 PM.
Two minutes to midnight.
Two minutes before everything inside her changed.
I shoved open my door and rushed to her side.
The moment my fingertips brushed her cheek, a violent shiver tore down my spine.
She was burn
