Chapter 103
Chapter 103:
I glared at her. “How p>
A wicked, triumphant smile stretched across her face. “I still have eyes inside the Silvermoon Pack. My contact can get close to her. We just need to orchestrate a little accident — a tiny prick. Once we secure a blood sample, we’ll know exactly what is growing inside her p>
I stared into the dying embers of the fire, the image of Kain’s hand resting possessively on Adelina’s waist burning behind my eyelids.
Adelina POV
The scent of ancient cedar and pure power lingered heavily in the air, but the space beside me on the cool Egyptian cotton sheets was empty. A sharp, pathetic sting of disappointment pierced my chest as I opened my heavy eyes.
On the nightstand, next to a glass of muddy herbal sludge, sat a heavy cream cardstock note.
Drink it all. I will be back by noon. — K.
My fingers traced his sharp handwriting. Fragments of last night — a desperate, starving kiss, a whispered confession against my ear — flashed in my mind, sending a dangerous warmth straight to my core. I squeezed my eyes shut, crushing the note in my hand.
It was the silver toxicity, I forced myself to believe. A fevered hallucination. He is a business partner. Nothing more.
The bedroom door clicked open. Mrs. Higgins stepped in, carrying a stack of fresh towels. “Oh, Luna, you’re awake,” she smiled warmly, her scent radiating genuine relief. “The Alpha King will be so pleased. He didn’t sleep a wink, you know. He sat right in that chair, holding your hand until Dr. Evans confirmed your fever broke at dawn p>
𝗗𝗶𝘀𝘤𝘰v𝘦𝗿 ո𝘦w 𝘴𝘁𝗼𝘳i𝘦𝗌 𝘰𝘯.с𝗼𝘮
A heavy knot of guilt and profound confusion twisted in my stomach. The suffocating intimacy of this den, saturated with his scent and his terrifying devotion, was blurring the lines of our contract. I threw off the covers. A wave of dizziness hit me, but I gripped the edge of the mattress.
“Luna, Dr. Evans ordered strict bed rest for another day,” Mrs. Higgins protested, rushing forward.
“I’m fine, Mrs. Higgins,” I lied, forcing myself to stand straight despite my trembling legs. “I just need some fresh air. A change of scenery p>
I needed a neutral environment. I needed to escape this room before I foolishly surrendered my heart to a man who was only fulfilling a protection clause.
Two hours later, the harsh, bright lights of a SoHo brunch spot offered the cold reality I craved. I slid into a leather booth across from Blake Davenport.
Blake didn’t waste time with pleasantries. “Jase is telling everyone you’re pregnant with the Lycan’s heir. He saw you throwing up on the side of the highway p>
I nearly choked on my lemon water. “Pregnant? I was vomiting from silver poisoning!” I hissed, my dormant wild rose scent flaring with indignation.
Blake raised a perfectly sculpted eyebrow. “Well, Jase is spiraling. And honestly, Lina, the way Kain acts around you — people are talking p>