Chapter 462
Chapter 462:
Suddenly, I could feel it. A maddening, low-frequency sonic wave vibrating through the floorboards of the Wolfe Hotel, accompanied by the furious growls of our werewolf guests, their inner wolves agitated to the point of violence.
“Occupancy has plummeted from ninety-eight percent to forty-two overnight,” Davis explained, projecting the bleeding financial charts. “The Red River Pack has taken over the converted warehouse next door. They’re blasting this sonic weapon every night to drive us out of the contested territory. Their Alpha has deep pockets and a protective umbrella within the local human government. Our standard complaints are being buried p>
A heavy silence fell over the mental conference.
“We should temporarily close the property,” our CFO suggested cautiously. “Or perhaps we should petition the Lycan King to intervene. One word from him p>
“No.” The word cracked like a whip across the Mind-Link. Even without an active Inner Wolf, the dormant White Wolf blood in my veins flared with icy, queenly fury. “Silvermoon does not retreat. And we do not hide behind my Mate’s throne for a territorial dispute that belongs to us p>
I projected my absolute resolve to every member present. “Davis, compile every piece of intel you have on this Red River Alpha — his weaknesses, his allies, everything. Have it ready before I arrive. I am coming to Philadelphia p>
𝗡o𝘷e𝗹ѕ 𝗂𝗻 𝘁𝘳𝗲ո𝘥 о𝗻
I severed the connection, and the mental space collapsed back into the physical reality of the study.
“A rogue Alpha dares to touch what is yours p>
I spun around. Kain was leaning against the doorframe, his golden eyes glowing with a lethal, predatory light in the dim room. The rich scent of ancient cedar had turned sharp, suffocating the air with his Lycan’s possessive rage. He had felt my anger through our bond.
“I am handling it, Kain,” I said, walking past him to pull a duffel bag from the closet.
In a blur of motion, his massive frame blocked my path. “I can have the Red River Pack reduced to ash before sunset. One Mind-Link, Adelina. That is all it takes p>
“And prove to my Pack that I am just a wolfless figurehead who needs her King to fight her battles?” I glared up at him, refusing to back down. “This is my territory. My Pack. My war p>
A low, rumbling growl vibrated in his chest. His Lycan was clawing at the surface, violently opposed to the idea of his Mate stepping into a warzone alone. His hands gripped my hips, his thumbs pressing into my skin.
“You are my Queen,” Kain gritted out, his fangs grazing my ear. “My instinct is to slaughter anything that causes you stress p>
“Then trust me to be the Queen,” I whispered, softening my tone just enough to soothe the beast beneath his skin.
His jaw clenched so hard I thought it might shatter. Finally, he exhaled a harsh breath. “Four Silvermoon Warriors go with you. And you check in through the Mind-Link every two hours. If you miss a single check-in, I will level Philadelphia myself p>
“Deal,” I agreed quickly, zipping up my bag before he could find another reason to keep me caged in his sanctuary.