Chapter 286
Chapter 286:
“Appeal all you want, Bryan,” Kain’s voice was a glacial, emotionless decree that echoed off the vaulted ceilings. “Before I buy your company and petition the Council to strip your entire bloodline to Rogue status for treason — attacking a future Queen with silver p>
Bryan froze instantly. All the color drained from his face as the absolute reality of his family’s destruction paralyzed him.
Kain pushed open the heavy oak doors, and we stepped out into the cool night air, where the blinding flashes of the Pack media awaited us.
Adelina POV
The blinding flashes of the Pack media faded as the heavy, bulletproof doors of Kain’s Rolls-Royce Phantom sealed shut. The silence inside the cabin was absolute — a stark, luxurious contrast to the ruined wedding we had just left behind. I sank into the plush leather, the adrenaline draining from my veins and leaving behind a hollow, surreal exhaustion. Ten years of nightmares had ended in a single night.
Beside me, Kain leaned his head back against the seat. His eyes were closed, a faint pulse jumping at his temple. Though I was wolfless and couldn’t feel the psychic weight of it, I knew the continental Mind-Link was currently a raging hurricane. I could only imagine the frantic words echoing in the minds of every Alpha and Luna across the country.
Kain poured a glass of chilled champagne from the console and handed it to me. His scent — ancient cedar and the quiet calm of absolute victory — wrapped around me, soothing my frayed nerves.
“Drink, little wolf,” he murmured, his storm-gray eyes opening to meet mine. “Kira’s crimes are undeniable now. The Continental Council will issue their formal ruling on the Parrish family before dawn p>
𝖱е𝗮𝗱 wi𝗍𝘩𝗼𝗎𝗍 in𝘁𝘦𝗋𝘳𝗎𝗽𝗍i𝗈n𝘴 𝘰n
But he didn’t stop there. Kain tapped the car’s encrypted comms system. “Broadcast to the Blackstone Wire. Global p>
A moment later, my phone vibrated frantically in my crystal clutch. Kain handed me his own device. The screen displayed a stark, official decree stamped with the Blackstone crest. I read the words, my breath catching in my throat:
To challenge the future Queen, Adelina of the Silvermoon Pack, is to declare war upon the Crown. The Blackstone Pack has teeth. And they are sharp.
It was a lethal, undeniable claim. The Lycan King had just drawn a line in the sand for the entire world, publicly cementing my position as his Luna. A profound sense of awe and absolute safety washed over me.
Yet as the champagne warmed my stomach, a lingering anxiety gnawed at my conscience. “Kain — what about the others? The Omegas and the wolfless still trapped under Bryan Parrish’s rule? When the Council strikes, Bryan might lash out at the weakest members in his panic p>
Kain’s molten gold eyes softened with profound pride. “Already handled,” he rumbled. “Liam Craig finalized the paperwork an hour ago. We established The Luna’s Sanctuary Fund in your name. It provides anonymous legal, financial, and physical extraction for any abused member of the Silvermoon Pack. The media will focus entirely on Kira’s sins, while your people are quietly pulled to safety p>