Chapter 59
Chapter 59:
Kain stood beside me, sipping his black coffee. His scent of ancient cedar was calm, grounding the sudden spike of disgust in my chest. “Look closer, little wolf,” he murmured, his deep voice vibrating with analytical precision.
I frowned, zooming in on the image.
“The Presidential Suite doors are reinforced solid oak,” Kain pointed out, his storm-gray eyes sharp. “Human paparazzi cannot kick them down unless the deadbolt was intentionally disengaged from the inside p>
My breath hitched as I studied Jase’s face more carefully.
“Look at his pupils,” Kain continued. “Blown wide. Sweat on his brow. That is not alcohol. That is the physiological reaction to a heavy dose of wolfsbane and silver dust. And Kira — her posture is too perfect. She is making sure the camera captures the bite mark p>
The realization hit me like a physical blow. It wasn’t a passionate night. It was a meticulously executed trap.
“She drugged him,” I whispered, horrified — not for Jase, but by the sheer malice of my stepsister.
“She checkmated him,” Kain corrected smoothly. “By noon, Davenport Tech’s stock will plummet. The Pack Elders will demand stability. To save his empire, Jase will have no choice but to marry the woman he compromised p>
I stared at the screen, the last remnants of my anger toward Jase dissolving into cold, heavy pity. He had thought himself the apex predator, but he had just been swallowed whole.
𝗝оіո 𝘁𝗵e сo𝗺𝗆u𝘯𝗂𝘁𝗒 a𝘵
Jase POV
The suite was finally empty, but the silence was deafening. I sat on the edge of the bed, my head buried in my hands.
A sharp pressure pierced my skull. Alpha, my Beta’s voice echoed through our mind-link, frantic and breathless. The photos are everywhere. Davenport Tech is down eight percent in pre-market trading. The human board is panicking, and the Pack Elders are threatening a vote of no confidence.
I squeezed my eyes shut. “Fix it p>
There is only one way to fix it, Jase, my Beta pleaded. You have to spin this. Call it a passionate engagement celebration. You need to hold a press conference today and announce the wedding date. If you don’t, we lose the company and the Pack.
The link severed.
I slowly lifted my head. Through the open bathroom door, Kira stood in front of the mirror, humming a cheerful tune as she carefully applied a coat of blood-red lipstick. She met my gaze in the reflection, her smile widening into a sickening display of absolute ownership.
I was trapped. My empire, my title, my entire life now belonged to the viper smiling back at me from the glass.
Adelina POV
The faint, pure scent of winter snow and pine still lingered in my father’s old Alpha office, a ghost of the man who had once ruled this Pack with honor. But on the screen of my laptop, honor was entirely dead.