Chapter 221
Chapter 221:
It wasn’t the punishing, jealous claim from the Blood Ring. It was a kiss of profound, desperate worship. The sheer heat of his mouth ignited a violent, electric spark that shot straight to my toes. My dormant Inner Wolf whimpered in pure bliss, my hands instinctively tangling in his dark hair as I melted against his overwhelming strength.
But as his tongue swept along my lower lip, a toxic, freezing whisper echoed in the darkest hollows of my mind.
He loves Fletcher, my insecurities hissed. He is doing this to secure the Pack. He is a centuries-old king. He must be a very, very good actor.
Adelina POV
The phantom heat of Kain’s lips still burned against mine when the morning sun finally pierced the floor-to-ceiling windows of the master den. I lay tangled in the charcoal silk sheets, my heart executing a traitorous flutter. The air in the massive bedroom was thick, heavy with a suffocatingly intimate blend of my wild rose scent and his ancient cedar.
I squeezed my eyes shut, desperately trying to rebuild the icy walls that his kiss had melted the night before.
He loves Fletcher, I reminded myself, clinging to the rumor like a life raft. He is a Lycan King. He needs a Luna to secure his legacy and protect the Blackwell honor. Last night was just a brilliant Alpha’s performance.
The click of the master bathroom door shattered my thoughts. Steam billowed out, carrying the rich scent of expensive sandalwood. Kain stepped into the bedroom.
Water droplets traced the hard, sculpted lines of his chest, disappearing into the low-slung white towel resting dangerously on his hips. My breath hitched. My dormant Inner Wolf whimpered in pure, instinctual appreciation, completely ignoring my logical defenses.
“Why are you using my bathroom?” I blurted out, pulling the silk sheet tightly to my chest, my voice betraying a slight tremble.
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Kain paused, a slow, devastating smirk playing on his lips. “It is our den, little wolf,” he corrected, his gravelly morning voice sending a shiver straight down my spine. “Don’t forget, the contract is ash p>
I stiffened, forcing myself to look away from the water dripping down his abdomen. I couldn’t let him play this game. I couldn’t let myself become a casualty of his political theater.
“You don’t have to keep up the act when we’re alone, Kain,” I said, trying to project a calm, understanding tone. “I know it was just an Alpha’s performance to solidify our alliance after the press conference p>
His smirk vanished. The ancient cedar scent in the room suddenly spiked with a sharp, crackling ozone.
I pushed further, determined to show him I was a pragmatic partner, not a naive, wolfless Omega falling for a fairy tale. “I know about you and Fletcher Banks. I understand you’re forcing yourself to do this because the Pack needs an heir. You don’t have to pretend p>
A low, guttural snarl ripped through the room.
Before I could even blink, Kain crossed the distance with terrifying Lycan speed. He planted his massive hands on the mattress on either side of my hips, trapping me against the headboard. The atmospheric pressure plummeted to a lethal vacuum.