Vincent POV
I didn’t move when the elf appeared. He walked toward her like he belonged in that scene, so calm, light-footed, and irritatingly composed. Adeline swayed slightly, one hand brushing her temple, and he stepped in close, his hand holding her from falling as though it was the most natural thing in the world.
“You shouldn’t drive, Doctor Lean,” he said, his tone gentle, familiar in a way that made something dark twist in my gut. “Let me take you home.”
She didn’t argue. Just nodded once, her hair falling across her face, that soft surrender that made Adam snarl inside me.
Adam’s voice was immediate. ‘He’s touching her.’
I could feel it, the primal flare of possessiveness clawing its way up. She wasn’t mine. I knew that. She hadn’t been mine for a long time. But the sight of h
