Chapter 11 Stolen Kisses

• Adam's Point of View
• Every night for a month, I’ve found myself sneaking out of Maria’s room after she’s passed out from her fill of wine. Each time, my feet carry me to the same place—Hannah's door. It’s a routine now, almost instinctual. I’d tell myself I’m going for a walk, needing space, but my body knows where it wants to be. My mind might fight it, but my wolf, Kaden, he knows. He’s relentless in his hunger for her.
• That night was no different. As soon as Maria’s deep, drunken slumber settled in, I quietly slipped from her bed and found myself at Hannah’s door once again. The anticipation buzzed under my skin, knowing exactly what was waiting for me on the other side.