Chapter 349
Chapter 349:
Kain POV
The air in the Frankfurt boardroom was thick with the aggressive, competitive scents of fifteen global Alphas. At 9:00 AM, the negotiations over the European territorial borders were reaching a blood-soaked boiling point. I sat at the head of the massive glass table, my jaw clenched, my Inner Wolf pacing in a dark, agitated frenzy over Adelina’s prolonged silence.
Then the screen of my phone lit up against the glass.
My Queen.
The icy, impenetrable mask of the Lycan King shattered instantly. Every Alpha at the table fell dead silent, staring in shock as my ancient cedar scent spiked with sudden, overwhelming panic. She never called me during summit hours. Something was wrong.
“We are taking a recess,” I commanded, my voice vibrating with an absolute Lycan authority that pinned them to their leather chairs. I didn’t wait for a response. I grabbed the phone and strode out through the heavy double doors.
𝘉е 𝘵𝗵e 𝗳𝗶r𝘴𝘵 tо 𝗋е𝗮𝗱 𝗼𝘯 ѕ.𝖼o𝗆
The private hallway was dead quiet. I answered the call, my heart hammering against my ribs. “Adelina? Are you hurt? What happened p>
A ragged, breathless sob tore through the speaker. “I smelled it,” she choked out, her voice trembling violently. “The silver. The metal. I heard your wolf howling in the dark p>
Ice flooded my veins. My breath hitched.
“Grandma Maeve told me everything, Kain,” she wept. “Three years ago. The ambush p>
A sickening wave of shame crashed over me. The secret I had buried, the mangled flesh I had hidden to remain her invincible King, was exposed. I leaned heavily against the cold wall and closed my eyes. “Adelina, I am sorry. I never wanted you to know. I didn’t want your pity p>
“I don’t pity you, you arrogant bastard!” she screamed, her voice cracking with a fierce, desperate raw emotion that stopped my heart entirely. “I love you! Do you hear me? I love you! Now come home p>
The world stopped spinning.
Those three words hit me with the force of a physical blow. The crushing weight of my centuries-long isolation, the agonizing fear of her rejection, evaporated into dust. My Inner Wolf let out a deafening, earth-shattering roar of absolute triumph in my mind. She didn’t fear the monster. She didn’t pity the crippled king. She loved me.
My hand shook as I gripped the phone. “Say it again,” I begged, my voice a hoarse, wrecked rasp. “Please, little wolf. Say it again p>
“I love you,” she sobbed, the sound wrapping around my fractured soul like a warm embrace. “Please come home p>
“I’m coming,” I vowed, the electric spark of our mate-bond blazing to life in my chest.
I ended the call and turned back to the boardroom. I didn’t just open the door—I kicked it open.
The heavy wood slammed against the wall. The fifteen Alphas jumped, their eyes wide as they choked on the sudden, suffocating wave of my scent. It was no longer the cold, calculated aura of a negotiator. It was the terrifying, ecstatic dominance of a Lycan King who had just conquered the world.
“The summit is over,” I declared, my golden eyes burning with an unyielding fire. “My Queen needs me p>
Ignoring their stunned protests, I turned on my heel and strode down the corridor. I reached out through the Pack Mind-Link, my command slicing through the distance to my Beta.