Chapter 245
Chapter 245:
The response was instantaneous. A deep, possessive rumble vibrated through the hollows of my mind, carrying the scent of ancient cedar and a violent winter storm.
On my way, my little wolf.
I opened my eyes. The fear was entirely gone. “My mate is coming to get me,” I announced.
Ten minutes later, we stood under the gothic arches of the grand front entrance of St. Jude’s Academy. A crowd of young Alpha heirs had followed us out, eager to witness my supposed downfall. The crisp night wind whipped at my scarlet silk gown.
I kept my chin high, staring down the dark, empty road.
Then the shadows shattered.
A pair of headlights, burning like the golden eyes of a hunting Lycan, pierced the darkness. The low, guttural roar of a predatory engine vibrated through the cobblestones, making the air itself tremble. A black Koenigsegg Jesko Absolut shot down the street like a phantom lightning bolt, braking sharply and coming to a flawless halt directly in front of us.
The crowd went dead silent.
The dihedral doors swept upward in a smooth, lethal motion. Two elite Warriors stepped out first. They wore pitch-black Blackstone Pack tactical gear, and their scent—a suffocating mix of cold steel and absolute, unquestioning loyalty—made the Inner Wolves of every young Alpha on the sidewalk whimper in pure terror.
R𝖾ad 𝗐𝘪𝘵𝘩𝗈𝘶𝗍 i𝘯t𝘦𝘳r𝘂р𝗍iо𝘯𝘴 o𝗻 𝘨а𝘭ո𝘰𝗏𝖾𝗅s.соm
Then Kain Blackwell stepped out of the car.
Adelina POV
He wore a midnight blue tuxedo that clung perfectly to his massive, heavily muscled frame. The moment Kain’s polished shoes hit the pavement, a suffocating wave of ancient cedar and pure, unadulterated power rolled over the sidewalk like a physical shockwave.
The air grew so heavy it was hard to breathe. Around us, the young Alpha heirs froze. I could hear the faint, pathetic whimpers of their Inner Wolves crying out in absolute submission on a frequency only we could detect.
Fiona Stone’s face drained of all color. She clawed at Chad’s arm, her knees visibly trembling as her instincts recognized the crushing, undeniable aura of the Lycan King.
Kain didn’t spare a single glance for Kira, her recording phone, or the terrified crowd. His storm-gray eyes were locked entirely on me. He closed the distance, his large, warm hand reaching up to gently tuck a windblown strand of hair behind my ear. The contrast between his terrifying aura and his agonizing tenderness made my breath hitch.
His hand slid down, resting heavily and possessively on my waist as he guided me toward the open dihedral door of the Koenigsegg.
I stopped just before sliding into the passenger seat. I turned to look at Kira. She was frozen like a statue, her mouth slightly open in paralyzed shock. I let my gaze drop to the ostentatious Davenport diamond on her finger, which suddenly looked like a piece of cloudy, cheap glass compared to the ancient, burning fire of my Luna ring.
“Congratulations on your engagement, Kira,” I said, my voice dripping with a sweet, poisonous pity. “He’s your problem now p>
I slid into the luxurious black leather seat, and Kain firmly closed the door behind me.