Chapter 102
Chapter 102:
“Don’t,” I mumbled, my tongue heavy and clumsy. “I’m just your asset. A contract p>
Kain’s jaw clenched. He didn’t pull away. Instead, he captured my wrists with an undeniable, gentle authority. The moment his skin met mine, a violent electric spark shot up my arms, making me gasp.
“Hush, little wolf,” his deep, rumbling voice vibrated through the quiet room. “You’re burning up. Let me take care of you p>
His sheer will and tender persistence melted my resistance. I lay pliant as he carefully stripped away my freezing, wet clothes. He draped a cool, damp towel across my forehead, the relief so immediate I let out a ragged sigh.
Time slipped away again. I vaguely registered the hushed voices of Pack Doctor Evans and Mrs. Higgins, and the bitter taste of a muddy herbal concoction sliding down my throat.
When the room quieted, Kain was still there, sitting on the edge of the mattress. The fever and the heavy sedatives loosened my tongue. I reached out, my trembling fingers catching his large, calloused hand.
𝘑oі𝘯 𝘵𝗵𝗼𝗎ѕ𝘢𝗻𝗱ѕ 𝘰𝗳 𝗳𝗮𝘯𝘴 o𝗇 𝗀a𝗅𝗻𝗼𝘷еlѕ.𝗰𝗈𝗆
“You should win an Oscar,” I whispered, a delirious, sad smile touching my lips. “That kiss at the nursing home — you almost had me fooled p>
Kain went completely still.
My heavy eyes drifted to the collar of his shirt, imagining the ink hidden beneath. “The A.W. on your chest — would she mind you kissing me? Or would Fletcher p>
The muscles in his arm turned to granite. A low, agonizing vibration — a suppressed growl — rumbled deep in his chest. He leaned in close, his voice trembling with a fierce, restrained intensity.
“There is no one else, Adelina p>
But the darkness was already pulling me under. The heavy sedatives dragged me into a deep, dreamless sleep before my mind could process his words.
As I slipped away, I thought I heard a broken whisper brush against my ear.
“It has always been you p>
Jase POV
The crystal whiskey glass shattered against the stone fireplace, raining glittering shards across the floor of my penthouse. The firelight danced over the wreckage, but it did nothing to warm the ice in my veins. The sour, metallic scent of my own rage choked the air.
I couldn’t erase the image from the highway. Kain Blackwell, the ruthless Lycan King, rubbing Adelina’s back with gentle devotion.
“You’re tearing up the furniture, Jase,” Kira Parrish purred, stepping out of the shadows. She slithered up to me like a viper, her eyes gleaming with a toxic mix of greed and malice. “It’s exactly what it looked like, isn’t it? She’s pregnant p>
Hearing the words spoken aloud ignited the last shreds of my sanity. My Inner Wolf thrashed, howling in pure, unadulterated agony.
“I won’t let him win,” I snarled, my claws elongating, biting into the palms of my hands until I drew blood. “I will burn Blackstone to the ground before I let that bastard claim what is mine p>
Kira traced a manicured fingernail down my tense jawline. “Then we need proof. Rumors aren’t enough to dethrone a King. We need absolute certainty p>