Chapter 422
Chapter 422:
Nothing.
The familiar mental pathway was a dead, freezing void. Bryan had forced him to sever the link. It was a profound, soul-deep abandonment that hurt worse than any physical blow. I was completely, utterly severed from my Pack.
Dragging my ruined, muddy suitcase behind me like a dead weight, I stumbled three blocks to my exclusive private Swiss bank branch. The bright, minimalist interior with its polished marble floors felt like a sterile hospital.
I shoved my black card into the cold metal slot of the ATM. My hands shook so violently I could barely type my PIN.
The screen buffered for three agonizing seconds. Then a bright red warning box flashed across the display: ACCOUNT FROZEN — CONTACT TRUST ADMINISTRATOR.
F𝗶ո𝖽 ոоv𝗲𝘭 P𝘋F𝘀 𝗼n 𝘨𝘢𝗹n𝗈𝗏еlѕ.с𝗈𝗆
The last fragile thread of my sanity snapped.
My knees gave out. I collapsed onto the freezing, reflective marble floor. A hollow, broken laugh tore from my throat, echoing bizarrely through the quiet bank. Deep within my chest, my Omega Inner Wolf let out a final, pathetic whine before collapsing into absolute, suffocating despair.
Adelina Wolfe POV
Miles away from the freezing concrete of Manhattan, the Aegean sun kissed my bare skin.
I lay on a plush linen lounger on the pristine white sands of the Isle of the White Wolf. The turquoise waves lapped gently at the shore, but the only thing that truly anchored me was the heavy, intoxicating scent of ancient cedar wrapped around me. Kain sat beside me, his massive hand lazily tracing circles on my bare thigh.
My dormant White Wolf was completely at peace, basking in the absolute security of my Mate’s territory.
Suddenly, a familiar, bright voice filled my mind. Kain had effortlessly established a secure, trans-Atlantic Mind-Link channel reserved just for me and my best friend.
“I swear to the Moon Goddess, if the Pack Elders set me up with one more meathead, I’m going Rogue,” Blake Davenport complained through the link, her Inner Wolf practically rolling its eyes. “This Alpha’s muscles were impressive, but his brain was essentially just a protein shake p>
I laughed out loud and reached for my fresh coconut from the small wooden table. “Your standards are just too high, Blake p>
“I have to have high standards now that my best friend is a literal Queen,” she shot back, her tone shifting into a wicked, playful purr. “Speaking of royalty — your new brother-in-law. Is Senator Blackwell as devastatingly handsome in person as he is on C-SPAN p>
I smiled, shaking my head at her relentless curiosity. The gentle sea breeze ruffled my hair. As I leaned back against Kain’s solid shoulder, I realized I had never felt so entirely, perfectly free.