***ADRIAN'S POV***
I rushed back to my room without thinking, my heart pounding and my mind refusing to process what had just happened.
I didn't care whether Lizabeth was inside or not, I only wanted distance. Distance from Lance, from Landon, from almost everyone in this house.
From the events that's been happening these past few days.
The door clicked shut behind me. The room was dark, shadows swallowing every corner, but I didn't bother with the light. I headed straight for the bedside table, hands fumbling until I found the small container. In the dark, I shook out two pills into my mouth.
I didn't check. I didn't dare check. I left it to the Moon Goddess to decide if I'd swallowed my usual suppressant, another dose of that cursed aphrodisiac, or a dangerous mix of both. Fetching the proper tablets from the locked drawer was not an option, not when my hands were still shaking and Lizabeth in the room.
