Adrian’s POV
Hours earlier, I had already set everything up for her surprise and was practically vibrating with anticipation.
I couldn’t stand still. I was pacing right by the entrance like some desperate, lovesick dog dying for its owner to walk through the door, ears perked, tail ready to wag the second I caught her scent.
Derek was worse…whining and prancing inside my head, pawing at my ribs, begging me to run out and meet the car before it even stopped.
Pathetic. The King of the Realm reduced to a puppy waiting for a single scratch behind the ears.
All of that excitement lasted exactly three seconds after her car door opened.
Then the wind shifted, another male’s scent hit me, and every ounce of that eager, tail-wagging joy turned into pure, feral murder.
Another Male. On my
