Chapter 237
Chapter 237:
I turned on my heel, desperate to escape the suffocating gravity of his presence. But before I could take a step, Kain moved with terrifying Lycan speed. He stepped directly behind me, his broad chest brushing against my back.
He leaned down, his lips grazing the sensitive shell of my ear.
“But you will save the last dance for me, little wolf,” he whispered.
The raw, possessive hunger in his low growl sent a violent, electric spark shooting straight to my core. My breath caught, my traitorous heart hammering frantically against my ribs as I stood frozen in the kitchen, completely trapped between the freezing lies I believed and the burning truth of his touch.
Adelina POV
The phantom heat of Kain’s whisper in the kitchen haunted me all the way to Friday afternoon. I stood in the massive walk-in closet of the Master Den, surrounded by cold obsidian and dark wood. My hands trembled as I reached for a simple, high-necked black dress.
St. Jude’s Academy was the birthplace of my darkest nightmares. It was where Kira Parrish and Jase Davenport had systematically crushed my soul. I just wanted to be a shadow tonight—invisible and safe.
Suddenly, the air thickened with the intoxicating scent of ancient cedar and pure, unadulterated power. Kain stepped into the closet. His large hand covered mine, gently but firmly pulling the black fabric away from my grasp.
“Black is a funeral for a war you have already won,” Kain rumbled, his voice laced with the undeniable, heavy weight of an Alpha’s Command.
𝖱e𝖼o𝗆𝘮еոd 𝘵𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝘂𝗿 𝖿𝗋𝘪𝗲n𝘥𝗌
He reached into a garment bag I hadn’t noticed and pulled out a breathtaking scarlet silk gown. It flowed from his massive hands like liquid blood, radiating a raw, primal vitality.
“Tonight, you wear the color of our enemies’ envy and the blood of your ancestors,” he commanded softly.
I swallowed hard and complied. When I turned back to the full-length mirror, the woman staring back at me was a stranger. The scarlet silk clung to my curves, awakening a dormant, regal pride I didn’t know I possessed. Yet, as Kain stood behind me, his storm-gray eyes approving, my insecurities hissed. He is just dressing his political investment to look the part.
Desperate to break the suffocating tension and peek beneath his flawless actor’s mask, I forced a casual tone. “Did you attend the decennial Alpha’s Coronation Gala when you were a student p>
Kain went completely rigid. For a fraction of a second, his eyes flickered—a microscopic crack in his armor.
“No,” he answered stiffly, adjusting his silver cufflinks. “I had family obligations. I was representing my father in Europe p>
It was a lie. I could feel the unnatural cadence in his heartbeat, the sudden, defensive shift in his aura. My chest tightened. Family obligations. Or a secret rendezvous with a male lover he couldn’t bring to a traditional Alpha event.
I picked up my clutch, instinctively stepping toward him, expecting the comforting weight of his arm to anchor me against the impending nightmare of my high school bullies.
Instead, Kain took a step back.