Chapter 150
Chapter 150:
I turned to Kain, crossing my arms tightly over my chest. “Where are you staying p>
He leaned against the doorframe, his broad shoulders relaxed but his dark eyes tracking my every movement. “The entire villa is yours. I’ll be elsewhere p>
It was a lie. I could feel the heavy, predatory weight of his gaze promising he wouldn’t be far. He gestured to a white box tied with a black satin ribbon resting on the duvet.
I cautiously untied the ribbon and lifted the lid. Inside lay a black string bikini comprised of so little fabric it was practically an insult. Heat flooded my cheeks, my dormant wild rose scent flaring with indignation.
“I am not wearing this,” I snapped, dropping the lid.
Kain offered a lazy, dangerous smirk. “The beaches of Blackstone Cay do not accept guests in business suits, little wolf p>
𝘕𝖾𝗐 𝗐e𝗲kl𝘆 с𝘩𝘢p𝘁𝖾𝘳𝘴 о𝗇 𝗴𝖺𝗹ոо𝘃𝖾𝗅ѕ.сom
Hours later, as nightfall painted the ocean in shades of ink, the isolation truly set in. I stood on the glass terrace, the warm breeze doing nothing to calm my racing heart. I pulled out my phone to check in with Harvey.
No Service.
Frowning, I walked back into the sprawling living room. “The WiFi is down p>
Kain stood at the marble bar, pouring amber whiskey into two crystal glasses. He didn’t look surprised. He picked up both glasses and walked toward me, his ancient cedar scent wrapping around me like a heavy velvet chain.
“I ordered all external communications on the island shut down,” he said smoothly, handing me a glass. “For the absolute security of the summit prep, of course p>
I stared at him as the realization crashed over me. I was completely cut off from the Pack, from my business, from the entire world.
Kain took a slow sip of his whiskey, his storm-gray eyes darkening with a raw, unfiltered possessiveness that made my pulse hammer against my throat.
“Out here, Adelina,” he murmured, his voice a low, vibrating rumble that filled the quiet room, “it’s just us p>
Kain POV
The Bahamian sun beat down relentlessly on the infinity pool deck, but the heat was nothing compared to the fire raging in my veins.
I stood in the cool shadows of the villa’s terrace, my eyes locked on Adelina. She stood at the water’s edge, meticulously applying sunscreen to her shoulders. The tropical breeze carried her dormant wild rose scent — now laced with coconut — straight to my senses, driving my beast to the absolute brink of madness.
She had built an impenetrable fortress of professionalism around herself since we landed. If I pushed her with my Lycan dominance, she would only retreat further behind her walls. I needed a Trojan horse.
My Inner Wolf snarled in visceral disgust as I deliberately suppressed my Lycan vitality. I forced my skin to flush, my breathing to turn shallow, and my pulse to race. Then I stepped out of the shade, swaying slightly as the harsh sunlight hit my face.
Adelina turned. The guarded, professional mask she wore instantly fractured into genuine, wide-eyed concern. “Kain p>
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