Chapter 241
Chapter 241:
The entire ballroom erupted. Roaring, uninhibited laughter echoed off the vaulted ceilings. Chad’s face turned a violent, mottled purple as the Alphas around him pointed and jeered. It was a devastating, public execution of his pride.
I didn’t stay to watch him squirm. I turned and walked toward the marble bar, needing a moment to breathe.
But Chad wasn’t finished. Blinded by humiliated rage, his Inner Wolf snarling, he stepped directly into my path.
“You think you’re so untouchable because you’re warming some old man’s bed?” he hissed, his fists clenched at his sides.
I stopped. I didn’t shrink back. Instead, the image of Kain’s storm-gray eyes—cold, absolute, and terrifyingly in control—flashed in my mind. I let that same freezing dominance bleed into my posture, staring at Chad not as a former classmate, but as prey.
𝗥𝗲𝖼о𝗆𝗺еո𝘥 ѕ.c𝗼m 𝘁𝘰 y𝘰u𝗿 𝘧𝗿𝘪𝗲𝗻𝖽ѕ
“Move, Chad,” I whispered, my voice a lethal, echoing threat. “Or I will buy the bank that holds the loan on your Pack’s territory. Then I will petition the Continental Council to foreclose on it for disrespecting a future Luna. Just for fun p>
Chad froze. The sheer, unyielding steel in my eyes terrified him. He stumbled backward, his bravado crumbling into dust as he hastily cleared my path.
As I walked past him, my heart beat with a steady, powerful rhythm. The armor I wore tonight wasn’t just the scarlet silk; it was the ruthless, unapologetic strength that Kain had helped forge within me.
Adelina POV
The jazz music swelled, filling the heavy silence left by Chad’s shattered ego. I turned away from him, my heart beating with a steady, powerful rhythm. The armor I wore tonight wasn’t just the scarlet silk; it was the ruthless strength Kain had helped forge within me.
I scanned the Grand Ballroom and spotted Professor Albright stepping down from the small stage, adjusting her knitted shawl. I walked toward her, letting the aggressive edge of my wild rose scent soften into something warm and deeply respectful.
“Professor,” I said softly, reaching into my clutch.
She turned, her eyes crinkling with a warm smile. “Adelina, my dear. You look absolutely breathtaking p>
I pressed a small, intricately carved moonstone badge into her palm. It was the ancient crest of the Silvermoon Pack, a symbol of protection and wisdom. “For your kindness when I was invisible,” I whispered, my voice thick with genuine emotion. “You will always have an honorary suite at The Wolfe Hotel. Whenever you need a sanctuary, my doors are open to you p>
Professor Albright’s eyes welled with tears. She closed her fingers over the stone, nodding silently.
A few feet away, Fiona Stone leaned toward Blake, her cloying perfume souring with bitter jealousy. “Look at that,” Fiona muttered, her voice intentionally loud enough for me to hear. “A pathetic Rogue trick. Trying to buy loyalty because she has no real Pack to back her up p>
I stiffened, but before I could even turn my head, Blake stepped into Fiona’s space. Blake’s Davenport scent spiked with sharp, protective fury.
“That’s called gratitude, Fiona,” Blake snapped, her voice dripping with absolute disdain. “A quality you’ll never understand because your soul is as cheap as your perfume p>