Chapter 50
Chapter 50:
I held my breath, my skin still tingling from the electric spark of our lips touching, hoping to hear that it had meant something more than a display of dominance.
Kain didn’t turn his head. His voice crackled through the headset, cold and entirely detached.
“Don’t overthink it, Adelina. It was a necessary strategy p>
The words felt like a bucket of ice water.
“A performance for Davenport and your Pack’s executives,” he continued, his tone strictly business. “They needed visual confirmation to completely kill his hope and solidify your position as my Luna. Nothing more p>
I swallowed the bitter lump in my throat, staring down at my lap. Of course. To a Lycan King, everything was a calculated move on a chessboard.
а𝘤𝘁𝘪vе 𝗰𝗈𝗺𝘮𝘂𝘯𝗂𝘁𝘆 𝗈𝗻 𝗀a𝗹n𝗈𝘃е𝗹ѕ.с𝘰𝗆
The silence between us grew heavy as the glittering skyline of New York City appeared on the horizon. Kain’s large hand rested on the empty leather seat between us. Driven by an instinct I couldn’t name, I reached out — not to grab his hand, but simply to extend my pinky finger, lightly hooking it around the edge of his.
For a moment, he went completely still.
Then, without a word and without looking away from the window, Kain turned his hand over. His massive, warm palm completely enveloped mine, his fingers lacing through mine in a crushing, possessive grip. The heat of his touch seeped into my bones — a silent, burning contradiction to the coldness of his words.
Adelina POV
The phantom heat of Kain’s crushing grip lingered in my bones long after our helicopter touched down in New York. By the next afternoon, that same heavy, protective presence flanked me as we stepped out of the elevator at the Silvermoon Care Facility.
The sterile scent of bleach and herbal sedatives hit my nose, immediately tainted by the sour, metallic stench of an agitated Alpha.
A Pack Warrior stationed near the corridor bowed his head to Kain, then looked at me. “Luna. Jase Davenport attempted to breach this floor ten minutes ago. We repelled him per Elder Maeve’s strict orders p>
“Her orders?” I asked, my pulse ticking up.
The Warrior nodded, a faint smirk playing on his lips. “She said if his scent appeared on this floor, we were to break his legs. And if he tried to use his Alpha’s Command, we should remind him that her new grandson-in-law would gladly show him what a real command feels like p>
A strange, fluttering warmth bloomed in my chest at the title — but it was cut short by a sudden commotion down the hall.
“I have a right to see her!” Jase’s voice echoed, thick with desperation and rage, as he shoved past a nurse near the visitor’s lounge. “He’s brainwashing Adelina! I need to speak to Maeve p>
Before I could take a breath, Kain moved. He didn’t run; he simply glided down the corridor with the terrifying grace of an apex predator. I hurried after him, stopping just short of the confrontation.