Chapter 153
Chapter 153:
Kain didn’t hesitate. His arm snaked around my waist, pulling me flush against his rock-hard body. Before I could gasp, he dipped me backward in a sweeping, dramatic motion. My hands flew instinctively to his broad shoulders to brace myself.
The world tilted. I looked up into his face, and the breath vanished from my lungs.
His storm-gray eyes were gone, entirely consumed by a burning, molten gold. The raw, unfiltered hunger in his gaze wasn’t acting. It was the terrifying, possessive stare of an apex predator claiming his mate.
“Look at me,” Kain commanded, his voice a gravelly vibration that shook my very core. “Look at me like you don’t hate me p>
The electric sparks dancing across our connected skin ignited into a full-blown fire. The contract, the cameras, the lies — they all melted away beneath the scorching heat of his golden eyes.
“I don’t hate you,” I whispered, the truth slipping past my lips before I could stop it.
“Magnifique!” Pierre screamed from the shoreline, the camera shutter clicking furiously. “That is it! That is the Vogue cover! Pure, unadulterated possession p>
The spell shattered. Kain hauled me upright in one fluid motion. The molten gold vanished from his eyes, replaced instantly by his impenetrable, glacial mask. He stepped back, severing the electric connection between us.
“Good acting,” Kain said, his voice entirely devoid of emotion.
He turned and walked away toward the villa, leaving me standing alone in the white sand. The tropical breeze suddenly felt freezing against my skin, and a sharp, confusing wave of disappointment settled heavily in my chest.
Adelina POV
𝗤𝗎a𝗅it𝗒 𝘵𝗋𝗮n𝘀𝗹𝘢t𝗂𝗼ոѕ 𝗼𝘯
The tropical breeze drifting across the upper deck of the superyacht The Wolfe did nothing to cool my burning cheeks. I sat beneath the white canopy, pushing my lobster salad around my plate while my phone screen glared up at me.
Pierre had posted the photo from the beach. Dixie Davenport had already reposted it to her notorious gossip blog, The Howl, with a venomous caption: Stiff as a board. The most obvious Mating Contract in history.
But the comments told a different story.
LunaLurker had written: Forget the pose, look at his EYES. That’s a Lycan looking at the other half of his soul. The beast inside him is screaming ‘Mine p>
I slid the phone across the table to Kain. He picked it up, his storm-gray eyes scanning the screen. He didn’t laugh. He slowly raised his gaze to mine, and the air between us grew suddenly thick with his ancient cedar scent.
“She’s right,” Kain murmured, his voice a low, resonant rumble.
My breath hitched. The sheer intensity in his eyes made my dormant wild rose scent flare involuntarily. I forced my walls back up just as quickly. He’s just an incredible actor, I reminded myself, gripping my fork. He’s committed to the lie.
Jase POV
The sterile air of the Davenport Tech boardroom tasted like ash. I was mid-sentence when Elder Thompson slid an iPad across the massive table, interrupting me.
“Wolfe Hotel Group stock is up twelve percent in the last hour, Alpha,” Thompson said grimly.