Chapter 454
Chapter 454:
Kain’s eyes darkened, the silver ring of his Lycan flashing in the dim light of the birch wood fire. His Inner Wolf was practically purring, the vibration pressing warm against my skin. “Because carrying a pup with both Lycan and White Wolf bloodlines takes a devastating toll on a mother’s body. These are ancient techniques designed to ease that burden.” He leaned down, his lips brushing my ear. “And my wolf would slaughter any other male who dared to touch you during your most sacred, vulnerable state p>
Tears pricked my eyes, blurring the vibrant auroras above. For my entire life, I had carried the heavy shame of being wolfless, believing my body was broken and inadequate. Yet here was the most powerful creature on earth, obsessively preparing for a child we hadn’t even conceived yet — ensuring I would be safe and worshipped. Deep within me, my dormant White Wolf stirred, swelling with an overwhelming, fierce emotion.
I rolled over and pulled him down by the collar of his shirt. I captured his lips in a desperate, bruising kiss, pouring every ounce of my gratitude, love, and absolute surrender into him. The Mate-bond flared between us, burning brighter than the northern lights, sealing us together in the quiet dark.
Adelina POV
The fire cast dancing shadows against the curved glass of our igloo, the crackling birch wood the only sound in the absolute stillness of the Tromsø valley. We lay tangled in thick white fur blankets, my skin still flushed and humming from the devastating intensity of our lovemaking. The air was heavy with the intoxicating blend of his ancient cedar and the softened, contented notes of my wild roses and storm.
𝖶𝘦e𝘬l𝘺 𝗋е𝘭𝗲𝗮𝗌еs o𝘯 𝗀𝖺𝘭ո𝗈𝘷𝘦𝗹ѕ.𝖼𝘰𝗺
Above us, the aurora borealis continued its silent, sacred dance, bathing Kain’s flawless features in shifting hues of violet and emerald. He held me flush against his hard chest, and beneath my cheek I could feel the frantic, uneven thud of his heart — beating far too fast for a Lycan at rest.
“Adelina,” he rasped, his voice a low, gravelly vibration that sent a shiver down my spine. It wasn’t his usual commanding tone; it was laced with a raw, almost reverent hesitation. “I want more p>
I tilted my head up, meeting his intense silver gaze. “More p>
His large hand came up to cup my cheek, his thumb tracing my lower lip. “A pup,” he breathed, the words carrying centuries of suppressed longing. “I want a child with you, my little wolf. An heir with my Lycan blood and your White Wolf fire. I want to start our dynasty here, under the Goddess’s light p>
I froze. The beautiful, glowing world around me seemed to shatter for a fraction of a second. The old, suffocating terror of being wolfless clawed at my throat. For years I had been told I was broken, a genetic dead end. Even though my dormant White Wolf had stirred, the deep-seated fear of my own inadequacy remained.
“Kain…” My voice trembled, tears instantly pooling in my eyes. “What if I can’t? What if my body is too broken to give you an heir? I couldn’t bear to fail you p>
Kain’s expression shifted. The invincible Lycan King — the monster who made Alphas tremble — suddenly looked utterly terrified. In the depths of his silver eyes, I saw the agonizing vulnerability of a male afraid that his mate would deny him the one thing his soul craved most.