Chapter 293
Chapter 293:
Adelina POV
The transition from the sterile Medical Sanctum to the penthouse den at Blackstone Tower was a blur of private elevators and suffocating luxury. Now, sitting at the massive obsidian dining table that could easily seat twenty, the silence was deafening.
Mrs. Higgins, the impeccably dressed housekeeper, quietly cleared our platinum plates. Across from me, Elder Maeve looked around the cavernous room, her cloudy eyes reflecting the glittering New York skyline from the floor-to-ceiling windows.
“It is too quiet,” my grandmother murmured, her frail fingers tracing the edge of her teacup. Her disoriented Inner Wolf was restless, seeking the familiar comforts of a pack. “A den this size lacks life. It is cold.” She suddenly turned her gaze to Kain, then to me. “The White Wolf bloodline must not end with you, Adelina. You and your mate must fill this den. You need pups p>
I choked on my ice water, coughing violently into my napkin. Heat flooded my cheeks. I expected Kain to smoothly deflect the delusion of a broken mind — to offer a polite, non-committal reassurance.
Instead, Kain reached across the table, his massive hand gently covering my grandmother’s fragile one.
𝗪e 𝘂𝗽𝗱ate e𝘃e𝗿𝘆 𝗐𝘦𝖾k 𝗈ո ѕ.𝘤o𝘮
“You are absolutely right, Elder,” Kain said, his voice a deep, soothing rumble that vibrated through the obsidian table. “In fact, we will be putting a pup with both Lycan and White Wolf blood on our agenda very soon p>
My head snapped up. What?
Kain didn’t even look at me. He kept his golden eyes warmly fixed on Maeve, his thumb gently stroking the back of her hand. Beneath the table, my blood boiled. I shifted my leg, aimed the sharp, needle-like stiletto heel of my shoe directly at his foot, and stomped down with every ounce of strength I possessed.
It should have pierced his skin. It should have made him flinch.
Kain didn’t even blink. He sat there like a statue carved from granite, his perfect, dutiful smile never wavering, while my foot throbbed from the impact against his impenetrable Lycan muscle. The sheer, terrifying gap in our physical power had never been more apparent — I was entirely wolfless, and he was an apex predator playing a dangerous game.
Thirty minutes later, after the Pack Doctors had escorted a satisfied and calm Maeve to her guest suite, my forced composure snapped.
I grabbed Kain by the wrist of his tailored suit and dragged him out onto the Eyrie Terrace. The cold night wind whipped my dress around my legs, but the chill was nothing compared to the fire in my veins.
“What is wrong with you?” I hissed, keeping my voice low so it wouldn’t carry inside. “I agreed to play the part of a Fated Mate to keep her calm, Kain! Not to feed her delusions about breeding! Why would you say that to her p>
Kain didn’t answer immediately. He took a slow step forward.
I instinctively stepped back, my spine hitting the freezing metal railing. The sprawling lights of Manhattan stretched out hundreds of feet below us, but my entire world suddenly shrank to the man stalking toward me.