Chapter 45

ADRIAN'S POV

I was beyond angry. As I made my way through the winding corridors of our pack's mansion, my frustration grew with each passing moment. At that particular moment, I was a walking volcano ready to erupt in a split second, and by the look on Zayn's face when he saw me, I was sure he knew that he was in trouble, serious trouble. He had no idea what I was about to do to him.

As I got closer to Zayn, I lunged forward and grabbed onto his hair. The shocked Omega winced in pain as I started to tug at his locks, using them as a way to control him.

"What the hell do you think you are doing here?" I yelled, my face inches away from Zayn's. My breath was hot and rancid as I stared intently at him.

"I…I don't know what you're talking about," Zayn stammered as he replied, trying to keep his voice steady. "Please let go of my hair."

But I wasn't having any of it. I continued to tug at Zayn's hair, causing him to wince in pain. "Don't you dare lie to me," I growled. "You know damn well