Chapter 160
Chapter 160:
The heavy mahogany door didn’t simply open — it exploded inward, the thick wood splintering into a hundred pieces. The air in the room was instantly obliterated by a suffocating, terrifying wave of ancient cedar and the heavy, crackling ozone of a violent storm. Kain Blackwell stepped through the ruined doorway like a beast summoned from the darkest depths of hell.
His storm-gray eyes were gone, entirely consumed by a burning, molten Lycan gold. Through the fragile mate-bond, he had felt my pain. Now his Inner Wolf was demanding blood.
Kain moved as a blur of lethal shadow. He seized Jase by the throat, lifting the Davenport Alpha clean off his feet before slamming him down onto the center of the dining table. Crystal wine glasses and porcelain plates shattered on impact, raining shards and red wine across the white tablecloth like blood.
Jase couldn’t even scream. Kain’s massive fist came down, connecting with a sickening crunch. Then again. And again. The sound of breaking bone echoed through the small room. Kain was systematically dismantling him, his Lycan aura pressing down so heavily I could barely draw breath.
𝖳𝘩𝘦 𝗺𝗼𝗌𝘵 р𝗼𝗽𝘶𝘭𝘢𝗋 𝘯оv𝖾l𝗌 𝘰n
“Kain, stop!” I screamed, the sheer brutality of his vengeance sending ice through my veins. “You’re going to kill him p>
My voice pierced through his bloodlust just as the restaurant’s security guards and Sheriff Xander burst into the ruined room, weapons drawn.
“Step back! Now!” Sheriff Xander shouted, his human instincts visibly terrified of the apex predator looming over the broken Alpha.
Kain froze. The molten gold in his eyes slowly receded, replaced by the pitch-black, glacial void of a monarch. He released Jase’s throat and let the bloody, unrecognizable mess of a man slide to the floor.
Kain rose to his full, towering height. He calmly adjusted his pristine cuffs, his voice a cold, unwavering decree. “He assaulted my wife p>
Jase groaned from the floor, spitting blood and a broken tooth. “Attempted murder,” he wheezed, clutching his shattered ribs.
Sheriff Xander looked between the two Alphas, his expression drawn tight. His eyes settled on me — on the glaring red handprint swelling across my cheek.
I looked at Kain. He had just unleashed a monster to protect me. The Mating Contract was a business arrangement, but the blood on his knuckles was real. I made my choice. I pushed past my lingering fear and walked directly to Kain’s side.
“He’s my husband,” I stated, my voice steady and clear for the Sheriff and the guards to hear. “Jase Davenport attacked me first. My husband was defending me p>
I felt Kain’s massive frame stiffen for a fraction of a second. The lie forged an unbreakable, unspoken alliance between us in the blood-soaked room.
Kain didn’t look at Jase again. He wrapped a heavy, protective arm around my waist and pulled me flush against his side.
“Secure the security footage and process the scene, Sheriff,” Kain commanded, his tone leaving absolutely no room for debate. “My lawyers will be in contact within the hour p>
Kain POV
The sterile scent of antiseptic clashed violently with the ancient cedar and crackling ozone filling the Penthouse Den. My Inner Wolf was still pacing — a bloodthirsty shadow clawing at my ribs, furious that the bastard who touched our mate was still breathing.