Chapter 455
Chapter 455:
“You could never fail me,” he whispered fiercely, pressing his forehead against mine. “If the Goddess denies us, then it will just be you and me until the end of time. But please, Adelina. Let me try. Let me give you everything p>
Seeing his fear — his absolute devotion — shattered the last remaining wall around my heart. My dormant White Wolf surged with a profound, fierce maternal instinct, answering the desperate howl of his Inner Wolf.
I reached up, tangling my fingers in his dark hair, and pulled his lips to mine. “Yes,” I breathed against his mouth. “Yes, Kain. I want our pup p>
A sound tore from Kain’s chest — a bright, unshielded, booming laugh that echoed off the glass walls. It was the sound of a king shedding centuries of crushing loneliness. His Lycan purred so loudly it vibrated through the mattress, triumphant and profoundly content. He rolled, pinning me beneath him with a gentle, possessive weight, and celebrated my surrender with a kiss that tasted of promises and forever.
Much later, as I lay dozing against his shoulder and tracing lazy circles on his chest, I looked up at the sky. “If it’s a girl,” I murmured sleepily, “we should name her Aurora. For tonight p>
Kain’s arm tightened around my waist, his Lycan possessiveness flaring in the dark. “Aurora Blackwell,” he tested the name, a dark smirk playing on his lips. “I need a son, Adelina. A boy to inherit the Blackwell name and the strength to crush our enemies. But…” He buried his face in my neck, inhaling my scent deeply. “I crave a daughter. A little princess with your eyes and your fiery soul. I will spoil her rotten p>
I giggled, the sound muffled against his skin. “And if we only have boys p>
𝘛𝗵𝗈𝗎𝗌𝗮𝗻𝗱𝘴 𝘰f 𝗿𝖾a𝗱𝗲𝗿𝗌 o𝗇
“Then we will keep trying,” he growled softly, his teeth grazing my collarbone. “Until the Moon Goddess gives our kingdom a princess p>
He shifted, pulling the heavy furs up to cover us completely. “In fact,” Kain murmured, his voice dropping an octave as his hands began to roam my body once more, “I am shutting the rest of the world out. No Pack business. No politics p>
I felt a strange, heavy pulse of energy radiate from him. “What did you just do p>
“I severed my connection to the Blackwell family Mind-Link,” he stated simply, his eyes darkening with renewed hunger. “They can burn the world down for all I care. Until we leave this valley, I am unreachable to everyone but you p>
Carmella POV
The private legal office in Manhattan was smaller than I expected, designed for ruthless efficiency rather than romance. Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the sky was a bleak, overcast gray. Inside, the air was thick with the smell of expensive leather, freshly printed documents, and the suffocating, authoritative scent of Grant’s rosemary and rain.
I stared at the Binding Contract on the massive mahogany desk. It had been only twenty-four hours since the DNA results confirmed that Jaxon was my son — the son I had been told had died. To get him back, I had to sell my soul to the devil standing beside me.