Chapter 27
Chapter 27:
“We will be at the Pack family dinner on Sunday, Father,” Kain replied, his voice a glacial, unbothered rumble. “You will see everything you need to see p>
He ended the call. Silence rushed back into the room.
I gripped the back of my chair, my heart hammering. “He has spies in your own den p>
“He is an Elder,” Kain said simply, taking another sip of his coffee. “He protects the Pack’s image p>
“Then we need rules,” I stated, pulling out my phone and sitting opposite him. I refused to be a pawn in their family politics without boundaries. “If we have to perform for your father and your Pack, we need a clear framework for this contract p>
Kain’s dark eyes locked onto mine. “Go on p>
“Rule one: we do not interfere in each other’s private lives,” I said, keeping my voice steady. I looked at him pointedly. “I won’t interfere with you and your Beta, Fletcher Banks, and you won’t interfere with me p>
A muscle ticked in Kain’s jaw. His eyes darkened for a fraction of a second at the mention of Fletcher, but he didn’t correct my assumption. He simply gave a curt nod, accepting the convenient shield I had just handed him. “Agreed p>
“Rule two: in front of outsiders, including your father, we fully cooperate in acting like a loving couple,” I continued.
𝗗𝗈ո’𝘵 𝘮𝘪ѕѕ 𝗇e𝘸 𝗿e𝗅𝘦а𝘴𝘦ѕ 𝗈𝗇
“Agreed p>
“Rule three,” I swallowed hard, my throat suddenly dry under his intense stare. “No unnecessary physical contact. Unless it is absolutely required for the performance, you don’t touch me p>
Kain didn’t say a word. He slowly leaned forward across the black marble. Before I could pull back, he reached out. His large, calloused thumb gently brushed the corner of my lower lip, wiping away a nonexistent crumb.
Zap.
A violent electric shock shot through my skin, sending a terrifyingly exquisite heat pooling straight into my lower belly. I gasped, my breath hitching as my dormant wild rose scent spiked instantly, flooding the room with the sharp tang of panic and undeniable arousal.
Kain’s nostrils flared, his Lycan clearly savoring the scent of my reaction. He slowly pulled his hand back, his eyes burning with a dark, predatory amusement. “I will determine what is necessary, Adelina p>
I gripped my napkin, trying to steady my racing pulse. He was playing with me, testing the very boundaries I was desperately trying to build.
“One more thing,” Kain said, his tone shifting back to the cold, authoritative Alpha King. “I had your old Honda towed this morning p>
“What?” I snapped, the shock pulling me out of my daze. “That car is mine. It’s the only thing I own p>
“The brake pads were worn to the metal. It was a death trap,” Kain stated, his voice leaving absolutely no room for argument. “The Luna of the Alpha King cannot be seen driving a hazard. It reflects poorly on the Pack p>
He picked up a sleek black key fob from the table and tossed it to me. I caught it on reflex.
“There is a bulletproof, dark gray Porsche Panamera in the garage,” he said. “You drive that from now on p>