Chapter 38
Chapter 38:
It all made perfect sense now. The coldness, the separate bedrooms, the absolute lack of romantic interest. Kain didn’t want a breeder or a true Mate. He already had a partner. He simply needed a female Luna on paper to satisfy his traditional, overbearing father, Almon.
Kain bid Fletcher farewell and slid into the passenger seat of the Porsche. The cabin was instantly flooded with his intoxicating scent of ancient cedar and rainstorms.
I pulled away from the curb, keeping my eyes on the chaotic New York traffic. “Was that Fletcher Banks p>
“Yes,” Kain replied, his deep voice smooth. “My Beta. And my business partner p>
I gripped the leather steering wheel a little tighter. “You two seem very close p>
𝘙𝘦𝖼o𝘮𝗆e𝗻𝗱 𝘨𝘢𝗅ոо𝗏𝖾𝘭ѕ.с𝘰𝗆 𝗍o 𝘺𝗼ur f𝘳𝗂еn𝖽𝗌
The silence in the car stretched for a fraction of a second. I could feel the atmospheric pressure shift, growing heavy and tense. Kain’s jaw ticked, his dark eyes locking onto the side of my face.
“We’ve been together a long time,” Kain finally said, his voice dropping to a low, ambiguous rumble. “Since college p>
I let out a soft breath and nodded. “I understand. You don’t have to worry, Kain. Your secret is safe with me. I know this is just a business arrangement for both of us p>
Kain didn’t say a word. His Inner Wolf seemed to radiate a sudden, suffocating wave of frustration, but he didn’t correct me. He accepted the lie, using it as a buffer between them.
“Speaking of business,” I said, desperate to change the subject, “this car is too much, Kain. It’s trying too hard. I could have just taken the subway to the hotel p>
“You are the Luna of the Blackstone Pack,” Kain stated, his tone instantly shifting back to the cold, authoritative Alpha King. “You do not take the subway. This car is your armor p>
“It’s flashy,” I argued, glancing at him. “I prefer humility p>
“Humility is overrated,” Kain countered smoothly.
I frowned, ready to argue further, but as I caught his reflection in the rearview mirror, the words died in my throat. He was looking out the window, but there was a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips. He was actually enjoying my defiance.
I looked back at the road, my heart hammering against my ribs. If I was going to walk into The Wolfe Hotel Group tomorrow and tear my family’s empire apart, humility wouldn’t save me. I needed to wear the armor he had given me, even if the man providing it remained a complete mystery.
Adelina POV
I stepped out of the dark gray Porsche Panamera and walked into the Wolfe Hotel Group headquarters. I wore a pristine white power suit Kain had selected for me—a stark, blinding contrast to the shadows I was about to cast over my family’s legacy.
The heavy double doors of the boardroom yielded easily to my push. The air inside was thick, a suffocating blend of expensive leather, stale cigars, and the murky, greedy scent of Vincent Parrish. He sat at the head of the polished mahogany table, presiding over a dozen Pack executives.
Vincent’s Inner Wolf flared instantly, insulted by the intrusion of a wolfless Omega. “What is the meaning of this, Adelina? Security p>