Chapter 384
Chapter 384:
Forty minutes passed. Then fifty.
At exactly fifty-five minutes, my desk phone remained silent. The velvet box on my marble counter was still empty. They had made their choice.
I picked up my encrypted satellite phone and hit the speed dial for my Mate.
He answered on the first ring. “My Queen p>
“Kain,” I said, my voice steady and completely devoid of mercy. “Victoria Sterling stole the Blackstone Sapphire p>
For two agonizing seconds, there was no response. Then a low, subsonic vibration rumbled through the speaker. It wasn’t a human sound. It was the dark, murderous roar of the Lycan King’s Inner Wolf, completely unhinged by the insult to his Fated Mate and his Pack.
𝗪𝗁𝘢t 𝗲𝗏𝘦𝘳yoո𝖾 𝗶𝗌 𝗋𝘦𝗮𝖽𝘪ո𝗀 𝗼n
“Don’t move,” Kain growled, his voice a lethal, freezing promise that made the hair on my arms stand up. “I’ll be there in ten minutes. I’ll handle this p>
The line clicked dead.
I set the encrypted phone down. The Lycan judgment was coming, but I wanted them to burn in the human world first. I picked up my office line and dialed three digits.
“911, what is your emergency?” the dispatcher answered.
I looked out the floor-to-ceiling window at the sprawling Manhattan skyline, my reflection cold and resolute in the glass.
“I need to report a grand larceny,” I said evenly. “A thirty-million-dollar sapphire was just stolen from the Alpha Office at The Wolfe Hotel. I have the security footage, and I know exactly who took it p>
Adelina POV
I lowered the phone, the dispatcher’s confirmation still echoing in the quiet Alpha Office. Ten minutes later, the faint, rising wail of NYPD sirens began bleeding through the thick glass of the floor-to-ceiling windows.
Before the sound could fully register, the heavy walnut doors flew open.
Kain Blackwell stormed into the room like a dark, localized hurricane. The air was instantly suffocated by his ancient cedar scent — but it was completely stripped of its usual warmth. It was sharp, heavy, and laced with a pure, unadulterated killing intent that made the temperature plummet.
He didn’t speak. He crossed the expansive office in a blur of terrifying Lycan speed, his golden eyes flashing as he scanned me from head to toe. Only when his hands gripped my shoulders and he confirmed I was entirely unharmed did the feral, violent storm in his gaze slightly recede.
His jaw clenched. He stared straight ahead, tapping into the Pack Mind-Link. I couldn’t hear the connection, but I felt the dark, crushing weight of his Alpha’s Command radiate through the room.
“Fletcher. Burn them to the ground p>
Almost immediately, two detectives from the NYPD Major Case Squad appeared in the open doorway. They stepped inside, but froze the moment Kain turned his head. The human detectives had no Inner Wolf, yet their primal instincts screamed at them to submit. Sweating under the Lycan King’s oppressive aura, they nervously pulled out their notepads and began respectfully asking me for the details of the theft.