Adrian’s POV
I hit the hallway at a dead sprint, heart slamming against my ribs like it wanted out.
From behind the bedroom door came voices.
Hers to be precise.
Kira’s voice, loud, pissed, shaking with something that sounded a hell of a lot like tears.
Every drop of blood in my body turned to fire.
I didn’t slow down.
I crashed into the door shoulder-first. The heavy oak exploded off its hinges like cheap plywood, splinters flying everywhere. The whole frame ripped out of the wall and slammed flat onto the marble floor with me on top of it.
Kira screamed.
I saw red.
There was a man towering over her, one hand stretched out like he was stabbing her.
Is this the bastard that’s wearing my goddamn face?
Derek took the wheel so fast the world went black at the edges.
Could it be t
