Chapter 447
Chapter 447:
Adelina Wolfe POV
In the dim, shifting shadows of the Maybach’s cabin, Kain stared down at me. His eyes were no longer their usual dark depth — they blazed with a dangerous, untamed Lycan gold. His massive frame caged me against the plush leather, and the air was suffocatingly thick with his furious ancient cedar scent. There was nowhere to run.
“Isabelle Sterling is a dead woman walking,” Kain whispered, his tone carrying the absolute finality of an executioner’s blade.
He reached into his tailored suit jacket, pulled out his heavy, encrypted smartphone, and tossed it onto my lap.
“Watch it,” he ordered softly.
My trembling fingers unlocked the screen. It was a security video from his penthouse office at Blackstone Tower, timestamped three days ago. I watched, breathless, as Dr. Chloe Monroe stepped into his den wearing a calculated, seductive smile. But the moment she insulted me, the Kain on the screen moved with blinding, terrifying Lycan speed.
He had her by the throat, pinning her feet off the floor against the glass wall.
“If you ever dare to speak of my Queen again,” Kain’s recorded voice snarled, vibrating with lethal malice, “I will erase you from this earth so thoroughly that not even your bones will remain p>
Pо𝗉𝘶𝗅𝗮𝗿 stо𝗿ieѕ on
The video ended as two massive Warriors dragged a screaming, terrified Chloe out of the office.
The phone slipped from my hands, tumbling onto the floorboards.
Kain shifted his weight, his large, scarred hands moving to gently cup my tear-stained face. The terrifying apex predator vanished, leaving behind a man with a raw, centuries-old vulnerability bleeding into his aura.
“There is no other woman, Adelina. There never has been,” Kain murmured, his thumbs brushing away my tears. “I didn’t choose you for your eyes. I have been obsessed with you for ten years — since you were a teenager reading in the dark alcoves. I watched you from the shadows, fighting every primal instinct to take you, waiting for the moment you were ready to be claimed p>
“You are not a replacement,” Kain vowed, pressing his forehead against mine. “You are my only religion p>
The realization struck me like a physical blow. I had let the venom of a bitter human and the scars of my broken past blind me to the absolute, staggering devotion of my Fated Mate. My dormant White Wolf stirred, humming with a profound, overwhelming ache of guilt and love.
“Kain, I’m so sorry,” I choked out, tangling my fingers desperately into his dark hair. “I was so terrified of being a pawn again p>
He didn’t wait for another apology. He crashed his mouth down onto mine in a desperate, devouring kiss that tasted of forgiveness, raw relief, and absolute possession. The electric spark of our Mate-bond flared into a blinding inferno, fusing our souls together with a strength that no lie could ever break again. I melted against his chest, finally surrendering to the Soul’s Peace as the armored Maybach sped through the night, carrying us back to our den.