Chapter 63
Chapter 63:
I left Harvey to begin his work and stepped out of the freezing server room. Walking down the quiet corridor, I looked down at the massive pink diamond resting on my finger. I had won today, but I knew exactly why. Kain’s name, his wealth, and his terrifying reputation were the armor that had made my victory possible.
I owed him — not as a purchased asset, but as a partner. I pulled out my phone and ordered my driver to bring the Porsche around. I needed to go to Harry Winston on Fifth Avenue. It was time to buy my Lycan King a proper ring.
Adelina POV
The heavy glass doors of Harry Winston on Fifth Avenue sealed shut behind me, cutting off the chaotic roar of New York traffic. The air inside was a sanctuary of quiet luxury, smelling of expensive polish and white lilies.
I stood at the pristine glass counter, my eyes fixed on a heavy, brushed platinum men’s band. Fifty-five thousand dollars. It was a small fortune, but swiping Kain’s limitless Centurion black card for it wasn’t just a thank you for his protection — it was my desperate attempt to carve out a sliver of equal footing in our terrifying partnership.
“I’ll take it,” I told the sales associate.
Before she could reach for the velvet tray, a suffocating wave of cloying jasmine and sharp, metallic ozone crashed over my senses. My spine stiffened.
“Shopping with the Lycan King’s pocket change, Adelina p>
Kira’s sickly-sweet voice echoed through the quiet boutique. I turned. Kira and Jase stood a few feet away. Jase looked exhausted, his Alpha aura frayed, but his eyes immediately locked onto the men’s ring on the counter. A dark, sick jealousy flared in his gaze. They were here to buy rings for their forced wedding.
𝗗іѕсо𝗏𝖾𝗿 𝗇𝗲𝘸 s𝘵o𝗿𝘪𝘦𝘀 o𝗇
I pulled the heavy black card from my purse. Before I could hand it to the associate, Kira lunged forward and snatched it from my fingers. She inspected the matte black metal, her lip curling in disgust.
“A Centurion card?” Kira sneered, her voice carrying across the store. “Did your Mate give you an allowance, or did you just take it p>
I didn’t flinch. I calmly reached out and plucked the card back from her manicured grip.
“Congratulations on the shotgun Mating, Kira,” I said, my voice dripping with glacial indifference. I shifted my gaze to the man standing silently beside her. “Make sure you sign a prenup, Jase. You know how she gets with Pack funds p>
The color drained from Kira’s face, her fake smile shattering. I had hit the exact, bleeding nerve of their transactional nightmare. I turned back to the counter to finish my purchase, but Kira wasn’t finished.
She stepped directly into my space and violently slammed her shoulder against mine. Then, with the theatrical grace of a dying swan, she threw herself backward. She hit the plush gray carpet hard and let out a piercing, dramatic shriek.
“She pushed me! That out-of-control Omega attacked me!” Kira wailed, pointing a trembling finger at me. Her Inner Wolf gleamed in her eyes with malicious, triumphant delight.
The boutique manager — a man whose scent immediately spiked with sycophantic panic — rushed over. He took one look at Kira’s designer clothes and Jase’s Alpha presence, then glared at me.