froze. He grimaced in pain as his hands flew to the wound in his he

another bottle, harder this time, the bottle scattering in impact. T

ond felt like eternity. She looked down at him, his face smeared in blood, unconscious and she kn

d frantically rifted through Tris' pocket unt

to think clearly. Her parents would noticed her absence soon enough especially with the wedding looming two weeks from now. Someone might barge into

tion, only a hollow, gnawing sense of fear mixed with relief. She had been raised to believe that she would one day marry someone like Tris, powerful, i

t changed

to wait till the wedding morning in two weeks time when everyone would be busy trying to put everything in place, to busy with last minute preparations to keep an eye on her and when more attention would be given

was announced, Adele had been watched like a hawk and now with no o

nding as she opened the door

sight she hasn't expected. It was obvious that Tris had not expected her to try and escape. It seemed Tris as self assured as ever, as

he could manage. The cool night air helped sharpen her senses but her legs till

ar of being discovered so she wasted

painfully against the hard, cold marble floor. She gasped, pain flaring hot through her leg. Sh

njury she could handle. What she could

walk down the stairs though a bit slower, thankful that she had

e back exit that led to the underground parking lot. Her fingers shook as she fumbl

, she bumped into someone so hard that she lost her balance. The impact almost sen

from the arms of her savior whe

wo, the impact from all the alcohol and the force

f drunk girl and it narrowed even more

d. His eyes, cold and calculating, sharpened as they traced the details-the smear of blood on her knee, the tear in her dress, the faint smudge of dirt along her arms,

to her shoulders did little to cover her shivering form. She looked both vulnerable and fierce, like a cornered an

trying to escape w

ice a smooth, low growl that cut thr

luring call to it , it was coated with thick masculinity. She forced herself