Chapter 375
Chapter 375:
“Grant,” I started, my voice raspy. I forced myself to meet his gaze. “If a friend of mine needed to find sealed adoption records, how would they do it p>
It was a pathetic, transparent lie. Grant didn’t even blink. His expression remained a flawless, unreadable mask, though a chillingly calm amusement flickered in his golden-flecked eyes.
“Sealed records?” His voice was a low, smooth rumble that vibrated in my chest. “To bypass state courts and Pack archive systems, your ‘friend’ would need federal-level security clearance. It’s virtually impossible for a civilian p>
My heart plummeted. The heavy iron gates of my past were locked tight.
Then Grant leaned forward, his massive presence swallowing the space between us. “But I have that clearance, Carmella. Give me a name. I can have the files pulled by this afternoon p>
Panic, cold and sharp, seized my throat. If he pulled those files, he would see everything — whatever broken, shameful history my adoptive parents had tried to bury. I couldn’t bear the thought of this powerful, flawless man looking at me with pity, or worse, disgust.
“No,” I blurted out, pulling the duvet higher. “It’s fine. She doesn’t want to make a big deal out of it p>
Grant held my gaze for a fraction of a second longer. A faint, almost imperceptible smile touched the corner of his mouth — the look of a predator watching its prey walk willingly into a snare. “Whatever you say, little one p>
𝖱o𝗆аnс𝘦 𝗇o𝘷e𝗹ѕ о𝗇 gа𝘭ո𝗼𝘃𝖾lѕ.𝖼𝗼m
The heavy door clicked open before the suffocating tension could break me entirely. Adelina rushed in.
The moment she crossed the threshold, the air shifted. Her natural scent of wild roses and storm reached me first, but it was fiercely intertwined with the heavy, uncompromising aroma of ancient cedar — Kain Blackwell’s scent, wrapped around her like a possessive, invisible shield.
“Carmella,” she breathed, rushing to the side of the bed.
“You look glowing,” I whispered, genuinely taken aback by the vibrant flush on her cheeks.
Adelina blushed deeper, a soft, embarrassed smile breaking through her worry. “Kain is a beast with absolutely zero self-control,” she muttered, though the sweet, breathless affection in her voice was unmistakable.
My chest ached. That was what a real mate bond looked like — passion, warmth, and undeniable connection. It was a brutal contrast to the cold, calculating power dynamic I shared with Grant.
Grant stood, his aura instantly dominating the room again. “I need to speak with the doctors about Charles. Excuse me p>
The moment the door shut behind him, I grabbed Adelina’s wrist. “Get me out of this room p>
We moved into the sterile, empty hospital corridor. The harsh fluorescent lights buzzed overhead as I leaned against the cold wall and finally let the dam break. I told her everything — the blood type, the realization that I had been adopted, and the terrifying feeling that Grant knew far more than he was letting on.
Adelina’s dormant White Wolf seemed to stir beneath her skin. Her eyes sharpened, the protective instincts of a future Luna taking hold.