Chapter 370
Chapter 370:
“I know ‘A.W.’ stands for Adelina Wolfe,” I said, my voice leaving no room for argument. “I need the truth about that night, Lance. Tell me, and you have my word as your future Luna — you will be safe p>
Lance trembled, his Inner Wolf cowering beneath the weight of my promise. “It was three years ago. A massive thunderstorm,” he stammered, his eyes darting around the terrace. “He kicked my studio door in. He looked like he had just watched his entire world burn to ash. He demanded the letters over his heart. Refused any anesthesia p>
Lance swallowed hard, his voice dropping to a haunted whisper. “For two hours, he didn’t flinch. He just stared at the mirror. He wasn’t looking at a tattoo, Adelina. He was looking at the only goddess he had left p>
The truth struck me like a physical blow. While I had been drowning in my toxic, painful bond with Jase Davenport, Kain had been bleeding in the dark — carving my initials into his flesh just to survive the agony of watching me with someone else.
Tears blurred my vision, hot and uncontrollable.
Suddenly, the terrace doors flew open. A wave of ancient cedar and pure, unadulterated killing intent flooded the space. Kain stood in the doorway, his eyes glowing a lethal Lycan gold. Lance whimpered, threw his hands up in surrender, and bolted past him into the ballroom.
Kain didn’t chase him. He rushed to me instead, his massive hands framing my face in a panic. “Little wolf, why are you crying? Did he p>
I couldn’t speak. The water glass slipped from my fingers and shattered against the stone floor as I threw myself at him, burying my face in his chest and wrapping my arms around his neck with every ounce of strength I had. Kain froze for a fraction of a second before a deep, satisfied growl vibrated through his chest. He lifted me completely off the ground, crushing me against him.
As he turned to carry me inside, my tear-filled eyes caught movement in the shadows by the doors.
Victoria Sterling.
Her face was twisted into a mask of pure hatred. I watched in stunned silence as her fist clenched so tightly around her crystal champagne flute that the thick stem snapped. Shards of glass sliced deep into her palm, but she didn’t flinch. Blood dripped through her fingers, staining the expensive carpet as her dead, venomous eyes locked onto us.
а𝗱𝖽і𝗰t𝗂𝗏е 𝗇𝘰𝗏𝗲𝗹s 𝘰n 𝗀𝘢𝗅ո𝗈𝗏𝖾ls.с𝘰𝗆
Kain carried me past her without a second glance and headed straight for the exit. I buried my face in his neck, the desperate need to strip away his armor and confront the agonizing truth burning through every vein in my body.
Adelina POV
The ride back to the Blackstone penthouse in the armored Maybach was suffocatingly silent. The dark, bulletproof windows sealed us in a heavy vacuum, isolating us from the glittering New York skyline. I didn’t speak. I only clung to Kain’s massive hand, my senses overwhelmed by his ancient cedar scent, now thick and bitter with the agonizing memories Lance had dragged into the light.