Vincent POV
The pain hits me without warning. It’s weird because one moment I’m reading a report and the next, something beneath my ribs twists like a hot knife being dragged straight through my chest. I gasp and slam both hands against the edge of my desk to stay upright.
Adam surges forward instantly. ‘Let me out…let me out.
His voice isn’t a growl this time. It’s a snarl soaked in frenzy.
“No,” I grit out, forcing air into my lungs. “You can’t come out now. Not…”
The world blurs. My heart pounds hard enough that I hear the thud echo in my skull. My fingers dig into the wood until it creaks. I can feel the streams of sweat run down my back. My control slips one thread at a time like a rope fraying in slow motion. I could feel genuine fear flood my entire system for the first time i
