Chapter 448
Chapter 448:
Jase POV
The air in the underground, VIP-only cigar bar was thick with blue smoke and the bitter, rotting stench of my own ruined pride. I sat in the darkest corner booth, swirling a crystal glass of whiskey, my broken Alpha Inner Wolf pacing restlessly in the cage of my mind.
Isabelle Sterling slid into the leather seat across from me. Her icy, expensive human perfume clashed violently with my malicious, obsessive scent.
“Your little psychological attack on Adelina was pathetic, Isabelle,” I sneered, taking a slow sip of the burning amber liquid. “High school girl games won’t work on a Lycan King. He has her brainwashed with some dark, ancient magic. To save my Mate, I have to destroy the monster holding her captive p>
Isabelle’s eyes narrowed, her hatred for Kain and Adelina burning through her composed, aristocratic facade. “And how exactly do you plan to kill a god, Jase p>
I set my glass down and slid a heavy, encrypted black USB drive across the polished wood table. “You find where he buries his bodies p>
She stared at the drive, her manicured fingers hovering over it.
“I hired the most elite dark web syndicate money can buy,” I whispered, leaning closer until my voice barely carried over the low jazz music. “They are currently hammering Kain’s offshore servers. We are digging into his heavily guarded medical records, his shell companies, and the sealed files regarding the mysterious accident that killed his mother. We find his sins, and we burn his empire to the ground p>
𝖳𝗵𝗈𝗎ѕ𝗮𝘯ds o𝖿 𝘳𝗲a𝗱e𝗿𝘴 𝗼n
A slow, malicious smile spread across Isabelle’s face. Her fingers closed tightly over the black drive. Our criminal alliance was sealed in the shadows.
Kain POV
The transition from the armored Maybach to the master bedroom of the Penthouse Den was a blur of desperate, consuming passion. After days of a freezing cold war, having Adelina back in my arms — completely surrendered to our bond — was the only oxygen my Lycan needed.
But I wanted to give her more than just an apology.
I pulled her against my chest in the center of the dark bedroom and pressed a button on a sleek remote. Instantly, high-definition holographic projectors embedded in the ceiling hummed to life.
Adelina gasped. The walls of our bedroom vanished, replaced by a breathtaking, 360-degree panorama of a snow-covered valley in Tromsø, Norway. Brilliant ribbons of emerald and violet aurora borealis danced across the projected black sky, illuminating a pristine glass igloo directly before us.
“I promised you the world, my Queen,” I murmured, burying my face in her neck and inhaling her intoxicating scent of wild roses and storm. “This is where I am taking you for the Winter Solstice p>
She turned in my arms, her eyes shining with unshed tears that reflected the digital northern lights. She reached up, her soft hands framing my jaw.
“I love you, Kain,” she whispered.
The words struck my soul like lightning. My Lycan Inner Wolf let out a deafening, earth-shattering roar of absolute, pure satisfaction. I leaned down to capture her lips, drowning in the ultimate Soul’s Peace.
Bzz-bzz.
The distinct double-pulse vibration of my encrypted private phone on the nightstand shattered the stillness. It was a frequency reserved exclusively for catastrophic emergencies.