ADRIAN'S P.O.V.
I stepped out of Lucian's pack lands with a slow, deliberate pace, but inside, I was a tempest. The thought of Gregory Williams daring to harm Teresa, my sweet Teresa, boiled my blood. It wasn't often I allowed my anger to consume me, but when it did, well, let's just say the results were... memorable.
Lucian had given me Gregory's address through the mind link. Not that I needed it—I could have found the man in a heartbeat. Teresa wasn't just anyone; she was family. And when someone dared to hurt my family, I became the devil they prayed to avoid.
The wind was my ally as I tapped into my vampire speed, my surroundings blurring into a smear of greens and greys. The journey, which would have taken an hour by car, was over in minutes. A part of me pitied Gregory. He had no idea what kind of storm was heading his way.
