Chapter 19
Chapter 19:
Adelina POV
Jase didn’t spare a glance at my terror. Instead, he moved like a beast patrolling its territory, stepping over to where Babe Vincent was groaning on the concrete. With deliberate cruelty, he planted his expensive Italian leather shoe directly onto Babe’s hand and ground it down.
“Her scent isn’t something a filthy Rogue like you has the right to breathe,” Jase snarled, his voice laced with an undeniable Alpha’s Command. “Get out p>
The narrow hallway was instantly suffocated by Jase’s aggressive scent—a harsh, metallic ozone mixed with cologne that formed an invisible net, trapping me. Having asserted his absolute dominance over the lesser male, Jase slowly turned his cold, possessively feral eyes toward me.
“Enough of this tantrum,” he growled, closing the distance between us. His hand clamped around my wrist, his grip so brutal I felt my bones grinding together. “We’re going home p>
The word home falling from his lips sounded like a vicious curse. A wave of physiological revulsion and traumatic terror crashed over me. I couldn’t go back to his cage.
𝗧𝗁e 𝗯е𝘴𝘁 r𝗲𝘷ie𝘸𝘀 𝘰𝘯
“Let me go!” I shrieked, thrashing wildly, using every ounce of my strength to pry his fingers off. “You are not my Alpha p>
My defiance only fueled his rage. The feral gold of his Inner Wolf burned brighter in his eyes, and he yanked me forward with enough force to make my shoulder pop. I was pinned between his crushing grip and the cold concrete wall, drowning in a despair far deeper than before.
Then the air in the corridor simply stopped moving.
An atmospheric pressure so heavy and suffocating descended upon us that my ears popped. It didn’t come from the elevator. From the far end of the shadowy hallway, Kain Blackwell emerged like a phantom.
He walked toward us with a terrifying, silent grace. With every step he took, the heavy bass of the club and the chaotic voices seemed to recede into a dead vacuum. He didn’t look at me, and he didn’t look at Jase.
Kain walked straight to Babe Vincent, who was desperately trying to crawl away. With a movement that was horrifyingly slow and deliberate, Kain raised his foot and brought it down on Babe’s ankle.
Crack.
The sickening sound of shattering bone easily overpowered the muffled club music. Babe let out a blood-curdling scream before his eyes rolled back and he passed out cold from the sheer agony. The threat was permanently neutralized in the most brutal way imaginable.
Only then did Kain lift his gaze. His eyes, dark and swirling with centuries of glacial fury, locked onto Jase.
The hallway fell into a deathly silence. Jase’s furious expression froze. I could physically feel the tremor in Jase’s arm as his Inner Wolf began to whimper in absolute, primal terror at the presence of an apex predator.
Kain smoothly shrugged off his perfectly tailored suit jacket and stepped close, gently wrapping the warm fabric around my exposed, shivering shoulders. The familiar, grounding scent of ancient cedar and rainstorms instantly enveloped me, fighting back Jase’s metallic stench.
Kain turned his head slightly toward Jase. “Let her go,” he commanded. His voice was quiet, but it vibrated with a lethal promise.