Chapter 8

Adrian POV I watched Rose’s figure disappear into the night and finally let out a slow breath. She’s gotten herself into trouble again. I shouldn’t have interfered. But before I could stop myself, the order had already left my lips: “Look into that bar.” The moment I got into the car, I caught the faint scent Rose had left on me—roses and mint. My heart suddenly sped up, and the blood in my body felt like it had caught fire. “Damn it,” I muttered under my breath. I’ve always hated the feeling of losing control. Sixteen years ago, when I was twenty, a bloody ambush took my parents’ lives. I was forced to hide my identity and drift along the edge of life and death. Five years later, when I was twenty-five, I thought I could finally trust someone again. But then came Kelly’s betrayal. She joined forces with my enemies and tried to destroy me completely. That woman—I never want to remember anything about her. I won’t let Roman know who his mother is. She’s not worth it. After two deadly bl