Chapter 275
Chapter 275:
For a fleeting second, the untouchable Lycan King was entirely vulnerable. But the moment he confirmed the steady pulse at my throat, the terror in his eyes vanished, replaced by a terrifying, molten gold. The fire of his Inner Wolf flared, and the air in the room instantly turned to ice. The scent of ancient cedar and a brewing thunderstorm became so thick it was almost suffocating.
He stood up, his massive frame radiating a lethal, palpable murderous intent. He didn’t look at me as he turned toward the heavy double doors where two elite Warriors stood guard.
“Take him to the dungeons,” Kain ordered. His voice wasn’t loud, but it carried the absolute, crushing weight of an Alpha’s Command. “Ensure he remains breathing until my Luna decides how he dies p>
One of the Warriors stiffened, bowing his head respectfully before hesitating. “My King, Continental Council protocol states that an unprovoked attack by an Alpha must be tried by the Elders p>
Kain’s growl rattled the state-of-the-art medical monitors beside my bed. His golden eyes locked onto the Warrior, and he spoke in a low, vibrating whisper that sent shivers down my spine.
“I am the council p>
The Warrior paled and immediately stepped back. “Yes, My King p>
𝖱𝗲𝘢d 𝘄і𝘁𝘩𝘰u𝘁 𝗂𝗻𝘁𝗲r𝘳u𝗉𝘁𝗶𝘰𝗇ѕ 𝗼𝗻
“Leave us,” Kain commanded. “No one enters this wing p>
The doors clicked shut, sealing us in. The sterile medical suite suddenly felt smaller, transformed into a secluded, heavily guarded den. Kain turned back to me, the feral edge in his posture softening only slightly as he approached the bed. He reached into his pocket and pulled out an encrypted tablet, handing it to me.
“Xavier’s report,” Kain said, his voice a dark rumble. “You need to see exactly what we are dealing with. You need to know what she tried to do to you p>
I took the tablet with trembling fingers. The screen displayed a web of bank transfers from a shell company directly to Branden Cole’s private accounts. But it was Branden’s extracted confession that made my blood run cold.
Kira Parrish had orchestrated the entire nightmare.
The concentrated silver wasn’t meant to kill me instantly. It was meant to paralyze me — to leave me agonizingly helpless while Branden took compromising photos of my incapacitated body. Kira’s plan was to send those photos to Jase Davenport and the Pack media, destroying my reputation overnight. She wanted to paint me as a pathetic, wolfless Omega who had been used and discarded by the Lycan King, ensuring I would be exiled in absolute disgrace.
My initial shock evaporated, replaced by a cold, razor-sharp fury. Kira didn’t just want to hurt me — she wanted to erase my soul. She wanted to build her perfect life on the ashes of my dignity.
I looked up at Kain. He was watching me intently, his jaw clenched, waiting for my verdict.
“She crossed the line,” I said, my voice eerily calm. “She wants to play God with my life p>
Kain’s eyes darkened with a terrifying, beautiful promise. “Then we burn her world to the ground. The wedding is in three days p>
I nodded, gripping the edges of the tablet. “Did Xavier find it p>
Kain reached over and tapped the screen, bringing up a heavily encrypted audio file. “Recovered from the deepest archives of St. Jude’s Academy. She thought her father had it destroyed years ago p>