ADRIAN'S P.O.V.
If someone had told me that my obsessive fascination with Teresa would eventually lead me to this point—standing in the living room of Lucian Blackwood's mansion, me, a vampire with a coven lurking in the woods and a brand new demon child to call mine—I would have laughed in their face and drained their blood for wasting my time. But here I was. Saddled with chaos. And if the goddess's words were true, this chaos would only grow with a child destined to be my "greatest headache."
