Chapter 94
Chapter 94:
His words were meant to soothe me, but they only tangled my emotions further. Settle down. The phrase felt too real, too permanent for the contract we had signed.
The drive felt agonizingly short. Soon we were passing through massive wrought-iron gates covered in ancient ivy, moving up a mile-long driveway that cut through a pristine, forest-like estate. The Blackstone mansion loomed ahead — a sprawling, Gatsby-esque structure of limestone and slate, golden light spilling from every window in stark contrast to the cold, calculating environment I had grown up in.
When Kain led me up the wide porch and opened the heavy oak front door, I braced myself for harsh judgment. I expected a cold, calculating monarch evaluating a valuable breeder.
Instead, a booming laugh that sounded like sandpaper on wood echoed through the grand foyer.
Almon Blackwell stood there, looking every bit like a battle-scarred lion king. His silver hair was thick, his shoulders broad, and his eyes held the same piercing intensity as Kain’s. But before I could even offer a respectful bow, the ancient Lycan closed the distance and pulled me into a bone-crushing bear hug.
“Welcome to the madness, girl!” Almon roared, patting my back with enough force to knock the breath out of me. He pulled back, keeping his massive hands on my shoulders, and beamed. “So, you’re the little wolf who finally put a leash on my son p>
I stood frozen for a moment, my brain short-circuiting. Then a genuine, breathless laugh escaped my lips. The crushing weight of my anxiety evaporated, replaced by a sudden, overwhelming warmth. For the first time in my life, I felt the true, unfiltered embrace of a Pack.
Adelina POV
The warmth of Almon’s embrace carried over into the grand dining room. It was a magnificent space, yet surprisingly devoid of the intimidating rows of silver cutlery I was accustomed to at high-society Pack dinners. Instead, the long oak table groaned under massive platters of roasted meats and steaming vegetables.
But the comforting illusion of a normal family dinner shattered the moment Almon set down his wine glass.
𝘙е𝘤o𝗺𝗆e𝗻d.сo𝗺 𝘁𝗼 𝘆o𝗎𝗿 f𝗋i𝘦n𝘥𝗌
“So,” the ancient Lycan rumbled, his piercing eyes locking onto me. “When can I expect a pup? The Blackstone estate needs an heir, and the combination of my Lycan bloodline with your White Wolf heritage will produce a warrior utterly unmatched p>
I choked on my water, coughing violently into my napkin. The sudden heat in my cheeks had nothing to do with the roaring fireplace. In an instant, the welcoming father figure vanished, replaced by a monarch evaluating a high-tier breeder.
A low, vibrating growl rumbled from Kain’s chest. His Inner Wolf was pacing, agitated by my sudden spike of distress. “Enough, Father,” Kain warned, his voice a dark, silken threat. “Do not overwhelm her. We are focusing on consolidating Adelina’s Pack right now p>
Almon scoffed, waving a massive hand. “An heir is the ultimate consolidation, Kain. Blood is power p>