Chapter 114
Chapter 114:
Jase froze. Every trace of color drained from his face, leaving him a sickly, ashen gray. His chest hitched, and his Inner Wolf let out a pathetic, involuntary whine of pure, paralyzing terror.
Kain POV
The heavy oak door of the Headmaster’s office didn’t simply open — it yielded to the sheer, crushing weight of my Lycan aura. I stepped over the threshold, my ancient cedar scent instantly obliterating the foul metallic ozone of Jase Davenport’s pathetic arrogance.
Jase’s hand dropped from Adelina’s vicinity as though he had been burned. Every trace of color drained from his face, leaving him a sickly, ashen gray. I could physically feel his Alpha Inner Wolf whimpering in absolute, paralyzing terror beneath my gaze.
My own beast was thrashing against my ribs, a bloodthirsty roar echoing in my skull. I had received the SOS signal from Jaxon’s smartwatch — Bad Alpha here. Help. — and the realization that my Fated Mate and my pup were being threatened in the same room had nearly made me tear the academy’s doors from their hinges.
“Blackwell,” Jase stammered, desperately trying to scrape together his fractured pride. “Your savage of a nephew attacked Kyle completely unprovoked p>
I didn’t even look at him. I crossed the room with my eyes locked on Adelina’s rigid spine, then rested my heavy hand on Jaxon’s shoulder. The pup immediately leaned into my touch, his tense muscles relaxing beneath my palm. Only then did I turn my glacial stare to the Davenport Alpha.
“Davenport,” I said, my voice a low, seismic rumble that vibrated through the floorboards. “You had better pray you’re telling the truth p>
Ms. Trunchbull, reeking of sour fear and cheap floral perfume, cleared her throat nervously from behind her desk. “Mr. Blackwell, I assure you the boy is at fault. And unfortunately, the security cameras in that corridor happen to be broken today p>
I let out a dark, humorless scoff. Closing my eyes for a fraction of a second, I opened the encrypted mind-link to my Beta.
Fletcher — the security feed for St. Jude’s, third-floor hallway. Now. And find out who owns the security company that services this school.
𝗥𝗲𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗺𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗱𝘀
Less than three seconds later, Fletcher’s amused voice echoed back. Already on it, Alpha. And by the way — we do. It’s a subsidiary of Blackstone Security.
I opened my eyes and offered Ms. Trunchbull a smile that was nothing but bared teeth. “Looks like it’s our lucky day. I happen to own that security company p>
The human teacher visibly paled, her hands trembling as she clutched her pearl necklace.
Jase puffed out his chest in a suicidal attempt to reclaim control of the room. “You can’t just come in here and intimidate a lady, Blackwell. This is a civilized p>
I crossed the distance between us in a terrifying blur of speed and stopped mere inches from his face, letting the pure, pitch-black killing intent of my Lycan bleed into the air.
“Intimidating?” I growled, my fangs grazing my lower lip. “Like you just did to my mate p>
Jase blinked, his bravado faltering. “I don’t know how you could possibly p>