Adrian
I reached across the bar and grabbed Al by the collar, unable to control myself. “What room are they in?” I growled, the threat clear. While any other patron would have been thrown out for this kind of behavior, there was nothing he could do. I was the Crown Prince.
Al swallowed audibly, his Adam’s apple bobbing. “I don’t know,” he stuttered. “I just know he went up.”
I let Al go and took a step back, debating my next move. I could go upstairs and start banging on doors, but that might give me away before I made it to Bryce. Not to mention I didn’t want everyone in a room to see Chloe and Bryce together. Then they’d have to get married. The thought sickened me,
I can track Bryce, my wolf whispered to me. We’ve known him for years. I can get you to him to save Chloe.
I considere
