Chapter 446
Chapter 446:
The deliberate emphasis on my Pack was a heavy iron door slamming shut in his face.
Kain went completely rigid. The air in the dining room instantly thickened as his ancient cedar scent spiked, turning sharp, volatile, and suffocating with suppressed fury. His Lycan Inner Wolf was howling at the public rejection.
At the head of the table, Almon slammed his linen napkin down. “If you two cannot control your bond and maintain a united front, you have no business sitting at my table,” the Elder snarled, his own Lycan aura flaring with disgust at the display of instability. He stood abruptly, his chair scraping violently against the floor, and stormed out of the dining room.
The silence that followed was deafening. I didn’t look at Kain. I rose from my seat, my legs trembling slightly, and walked out.
Ten minutes later, the biting night air whipped across my face as I stood on the stone steps outside the estate, signaling for a separate security SUV to take me back to the guest house.
A massive shadow detached itself from the stone pillars.
𝖲𝗮𝘷е 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝘧𝘢𝗏𝘰𝘳i𝗍𝖾 nо𝗏𝗲𝗅𝗌 𝗼ո ѕ.𝖼𝗈m
Kain didn’t speak. He snatched my heavy cashmere coat from the hands of a terrified servant and threw it roughly over my shoulders. Before I could gasp, his hand clamped around my wrist like a steel shackle.
“Kain, let go of me,” I hissed, wrenching my arm against his grip.
His hold was absolute, immovable. He ignored my protests, dragging me down the stone steps with terrifying, predatory speed. The elite Blackstone Warriors stationed around the perimeter widened their eyes in shock, but none dared move a muscle as the Lycan King hauled his defiant Queen toward his idling, armored Maybach.
He yanked the heavy car door open and shoved me unceremoniously into the dark backseat, climbing in immediately after me.
The door slammed shut, sealing us in. In the front seat, Henri didn’t glance in the rearview mirror. He pressed a button on the console, and the thick, soundproof privacy partition glided up with a soft mechanical hum, plunging the rear cabin into a dark, isolated cocoon.
The air was completely saturated with Kain’s furious ancient cedar scent — so heavy and aggressive it made my lungs burn. I scrambled backward against the plush leather, but there was nowhere to go.
Kain ripped his silk tie loose with a violent jerk. He lunged forward, crowding me into the corner of the seat and planting his massive hands on the leather on either side of my head, forming an inescapable cage with his body.
In the dim, shifting shadows of the cabin, he stared down at me. His eyes were no longer their usual dark depth — they blazed with a dangerous, untamed Lycan gold.