Lina's POV
Then I felt his hand catch my wrist and pull.
I stumbled backward, landing against the solid warmth of his chest. His arms came around me immediately, one hand pressing my face into the crook of his neck while the other splayed across my lower back.
"I went to the Lockwood Pack house," he murmured against my hair. "To find you that night."
My breath caught.
"You were asleep. You didn't know."
"What—"
"No more questions right now." His grip tightened fractionally. "Please, Lina. Just... stay here. For a minute."
I tried to pull back, tried to see his face, but he held firm. "Adrian, your leg—I'll hurt you—"
"I don't give a damn about my leg right now."
The raw emotion in his voice froze me in place.
He shifted us carefully, maneuvering until I w
