Chapter 146
Chapter 146:
I stood before the massive obsidian desk, fighting the urge to step back. The air was suffocatingly thick with Kain Blackwell’s scent — ancient cedar and pure, unadulterated power — pressing against my chest and forcing my Inner Wolf to cower and whine in the back of my mind.
I cleared my throat, desperately trying to project the authority of a Davenport Alpha. “The sudden collapse of Parrish Holdings destabilizes the entire Eastern seaboard’s Pack economy, Blackwell. As Kira’s fiancé, I am here to negotiate a ceasefire before this impacts p>
“An Alpha who can’t even control his fiancée’s mother,” Kain interrupted.
He didn’t look up from the documents he was signing. His voice was a low, gravelly rumble that vibrated through the floorboards.
“Letting her attack another Pack’s Luna like a rabid Rogue,” he continued, finally setting down his pen. He slowly lifted his head, his storm-gray eyes bleeding into a terrifying, pitch-black void. “Don’t you find that pathetic, Davenport p>
𝗥е𝘤𝗈𝗆mеոd 𝗍о y𝗼𝘂𝗋 𝖿𝗿𝗂eո𝗱s
The insult landed like a physical blow. The metallic ozone of my scent soured instantly with humiliation. “I had nothing to do with Carolyn’s actions. I am here to talk business p>
“We have no business,” Kain stated, his Lycan aura slamming into me with the force of a freight train. “You are a boy playing at power. And you are trespassing in my territory p>
He gave a subtle nod. From the shadows of the office, two massive Blackstone Warriors materialized. They didn’t ask. They grabbed my arms with bone-crushing grips and dragged me toward the heavy glass doors.
“You’ll regret this, Blackwell!” I snarled, struggling uselessly against their iron holds.
Kain didn’t even watch me leave. He had already returned to his paperwork.
Minutes later, I was thrown out onto the pavement. I stormed into the underground garage, slid into my McLaren, and slammed my fists against the leather steering wheel until my knuckles bled.
I pulled out my phone and dialed Kira.
“Jase?” Her cloying jasmine scent seemed to ooze through the speaker. “Did you fix it p>
“Your idiot mother just cost us our strongest alliance!” I roared, my chest heaving. “Blackwell humiliated me. He threw me out like a stray dog p>
“I didn’t know she was going to slap Adelina!” Kira cried, playing the victim.
“I don’t care!” I snapped, lacing my voice with an undeniable Alpha’s Command. “You are going to fix this, Kira. I want real dirt on Adelina — dig into every secret from when she was in my bed. Find something that proves she’s a tainted, wolfless fraud. We are going to destroy her reputation and make the Lycan King the laughingstock of the continent p>
Adelina POV
Later that week, the sprawling Master Den at Blackstone Tower was quiet, save for the soft rustle of fabric.
I stood before my open suitcase, meticulously folding another crisp, tailored blazer. My hands were trembling slightly. Tomorrow morning, we were leaving for the Bahamas. The Global Alpha Leadership Summit was supposed to be my grand debut as the proxy leader of the Wolfe Hotel Group, but my stomach was tied in agonizing knots.
The atmospheric pressure in the bedroom suddenly plummeted.