Chapter 216
Chapter 216:
The atmospheric pressure in the garden instantly plummeted.
Kain let out a low, vibrating growl. He didn’t pull away; he shifted closer, invading my space until he was all I could see. His large hands gently but firmly cupped my face, forcing me to look up. The stormy gray of his eyes had vanished, entirely consumed by a burning, molten gold that demanded my absolute attention.
“I am not postponing us, little wolf,” Kain commanded, his voice a deep, resonant rumble that vibrated straight through to my soul. “I am postponing the party. When I present my Luna to the world, I want you standing tall and strong—not as a survivor, but as the queen you were born to be p>
The breath caught in my throat. The freezing ice of my banishment melted under the sheer, undeniable truth in his golden eyes. He wasn’t hiding me; he was giving me time to heal so I could wear my crown with absolute pride. I leaned into his palms, a profound, unbreakable peace finally settling over my fractured heart.
Kira POV
The shady bar in Brooklyn reeked of cheap whiskey, stale sweat, and mold. I sat in a dim, sticky booth, my cloying jasmine scent soured by the bitter stench of my own desperation.
Across the table sat the Rogue editor of The Howl. He looked at me with greedy, rat-like eyes.
“This is the secret ledger of the Redmoon Alpha’s money laundering operation,” I said, sliding a black flash drive across the scratched wood. It was the last piece of leverage my father had hidden away. “It’s yours. But in exchange, I want tomorrow’s headline p>
The editor snatched the drive. “What’s the story, Parrish p>
I pulled up the hem of my skirt, revealing the ugly, blistering silver burn on my thigh. “Kain Blackwell has a sick fetish. He tortures wolfless Omegas because they can’t fight back. Adelina isn’t his Luna—she’s his prisoner. He did this to me to protect his twisted secret p>
𝘔𝘰𝘀𝘵 𝗋𝗲a𝗱 t𝗵𝗶s 𝗐𝘦𝖾k o𝘯
The editor’s eyes widened, a wicked, predatory grin spreading across his face. “A Lycan King’s abuse scandal. This will break the continent. It goes live tomorrow morning p>
I leaned back against the cracked vinyl seat, a venomous smile touching my lips. Kain had taken my wealth, but I was going to destroy his sacred crown.
I didn’t notice the bartender wiping a glass a few feet away.
He wore a stained apron, but his posture was unnaturally rigid, his eyes dead and calm. As I stood up to leave, the bartender casually adjusted his cufflink. The micro-camera embedded in the silver caught my face perfectly.
He didn’t speak, but his mind-link cut through the distance, connecting directly to the Beta of the Blackstone Pack.
Beta Fletcher, the undercover Warrior reported silently. I have the audio and video recording of the transaction. She just handed us the rope.
Adelina POV
The morning sun filtering into the Sanctum’s recovery chamber offered no warmth. I was resting against the pillows when a frantic pressure pierced my skull.