Chapter 110
Chapter 110:
“Harvey sent me the board minutes,” Kain murmured, his voice dropping to a dark, velvet caress that seemed to wrap around my very soul. “You were magnificent today. You commanded that room exactly like a Queen p>
He stepped directly into my personal space. “Good girl p>
The praise sent a violent, electric jolt straight to my core. My breath hitched. The low, possessive rumble of his voice instantly dragged my mind back to the blinding, starving kiss we had shared in my grandmother’s room. My dormant wild rose scent flared involuntarily, betraying the sudden, dangerous heat pooling low in my belly.
Kain’s nostrils flared. He bowed his head, his face pressing into the crook of my neck. He didn’t kiss me, but he inhaled deeply, his nose brushing against my pulse point. The sheer intimacy of the gesture was suffocating.
Panic — sharp and absolute — seized my chest. The contract. The A.W. tattoo over his heart. Fletcher.
I couldn’t let him blur the lines. I couldn’t survive being just a temporary distraction.
I raised my hands, pressing them lightly against his rock-hard chest. “Kain, please,” I gasped, my voice trembling. “Personal space. We have a contract p>
Kain froze. The intoxicating warmth radiating from his body vanished, replaced by a freezing, terrifying void. He slowly lifted his head, his pitch-black eyes entirely devoid of emotion.
𝖮𝗋g𝘢𝗇𝘪𝘇𝘦 𝘺𝗼𝘂𝗋 𝘭𝘪𝘣r𝖺rу 𝘰n
“Of course,” he rasped, his voice a hollow, mechanical echo. “The contract p>
He said nothing more. He turned, picked up the black box, and walked down the hallway. The heavy oak door of his master bedroom clicked shut behind him.
Kain POV
The silence in my minimalist master bedroom was deafening, broken only by the frantic, agonizing pacing of my Inner Wolf.
I hurled the $950.00 purple silk tie onto the black silk sheets as though it were a venomous snake. My beast was thrashing against my ribs, roaring in blinding, desperate agony. She had pushed me away. She had met my touch with sheer panic, hiding behind a piece of paper because she was too terrified to believe she was worthy of a true mate.
I dragged a heavy hand through my hair, staring at the flamboyant fabric.
“She truly believes I share my bed with my Beta,” I growled to the empty room, a bitter, mocking laugh tearing from my throat. The absurdity of it was maddening — but the pain in her eyes when she had mentioned the contract was a silver blade to my chest.
I walked to the bed and picked up the purple silk. It was the exact shade of lavender I had ordered for her wedding dress. The exact color she had whispered to the Moon Goddess when she was a broken, grieving twelve-year-old girl begging for a mate.
I crushed the silk in my massive fist, my voice dropping to a raw, agonizing whisper.
“Just wait until she finds out my favorite color is actually her p>
Adelina POV
Two days had passed since the disastrous misunderstanding over the purple silk tie. I had buried myself in Pack business, desperately using the Wolfe Hotel Group’s restructuring to avoid the suffocating, unresolved tension waiting for me in the penthouse den.