Chapter 44
Killian Volkov
When I returned home after Laurel, checking up on her, I was heading back to my room, exhausted by the meetings in the office and the weight of work bearing down on my shoulders. The mansion was quiet; the stillness was almost depressing. Laurel’s pregnancy and her constant demands for me to stay with her are getting on my nerves. I know it’s the pregnancy. and she’s a bit worried about the fact that Adeline is staying in the mansion, but her behavior is pushing my buttons.
As I walked down the dimly lit hallway, a soft, feminine laugh broke the silence. It was a beautiful sound, light and carefree, and it caught my attention immediately. I followed the sound, and my curiosity piqued. Turning a corner, I saw them– Adeline and Sebastian Cooper.
I don’t like Sebastian Cooper.
I don’t like the way he’s touching Adeline.
I don’t like any of this
A surge of anger rushed through me, hot and consuming. I don’t like her laughing with him and letting him touch her. As I saw them sining out on the balcony, talking, laughing and Cooper touching Adeline, I didn’t know why I didn’t like it, but I didn’t. The way she’s letting him touch her blinded me with a white hot rage. My wolf pushed at me to throw him away from her and punish him, but I controlled myself from doing that
I watched them. My fists tightened, and my jaw clenched in anger. Laurel’s words rushed through my mind. The affair, their closeness and the kids everything rushed to my mind.
It shouldn’t bother me–she’s my ex–wife and mate, the one I rejected and banished from my pack. But it does. It bothers me more than I care to admit.
As I stood there, watching them. I felt my hands clenched into fists. Laurel’s words echoed in my mind, fueling my anger She had insisted that Adeline and Cooper were living together, that they had moved on together, and that the children were his. The thought of it made my blood boil.
Sebastian reached out and held her hand as they talked, his touch lingering in a way that felt far too intimate. I felt a primal urge to tear him away from her, to remind him that she was mine
I stilled at the thought itself.
No, it is not mine. She’s a liar and a murderer. She killed my sister. I kept reminding myself. I hate her for what she did to my sister.
But before they could see me, I slipped into the shadows of her room, hiding in the darkness.
I watched as Sebastian bid her good night, his voice low and affectionate. Adeline smiled at him, which irritated me like no other and made me feel my blood boil. As he walked away, she closed the door softly behind him and turned towards the bed. I stayed hidden, my presence masked by the shadows.
Adeline moved with a grace that had captivated me, even now, after everything that had happened. She changed into her nightclothes and slid into bed, her movements slow and deliberate. As she setded in, I could see the tension in her body ease, replaced by a peacefulness that cluded me.
My mind was a whirlwind of thoughts. The memories of our past, the night in the meeting hall, the rejection, the bitterness of our divorce, and her murdering my sister. It all came crashing down on me–a tidal wave of emotions that I couldn’t
escape
remember the softness of her body, her whimpers, and he moans. Everything rushed to my hear. Her sweet voice rang in my ears. All these years, I kept thinking about that night, believing that it was Laurel, but whenever I was with her, I
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never felt the same feeling felt with the woman that night. 4 didn’t give it much thought, and when I saw the footage. I learned that she was Adeline. I kept denying it, but now spending every second in Adeline’s presence has made it crystal clear to me that the woman that night was her, there’s no denying it.
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I stepped outside from the shadows and strolled near her. I watched her sleep, her breathing steady and calm. I felt a pang of something deep within me. I couldn’t tell what it was,
She’s our mate, Killian, stop hating her so much. My wolf said..
No, she’s not, I replied.
She is. He pressed. You rejected her, but I know we can still feel the bond. Stop fighting it. He added.
But why? I rejected her, and she accepted it before leaving. Then why do I still feel the pull toward her? Why does it bother me to see her with Cooper! She’s supposed to be out of my life, a chapter closed and forgotten. But here I am, hiding in her room, consumed by feelings and anger. I don’t understand it all.
My angry glare fixed on her sleeping form. Anger bubbled up within me–anger at my actions, anger at her. But as I stood over her, something else stirred inside me. It pushed at me; I didn’t resist, I couldn’t control myself. I reached out, my hand trembling slightly, and softly ran the back of my fingers over her cheek, feeling her soft skin and the warmth of it.
The touch sent a jolt through me; the softness that contrasted sharply with my rage. Her intoxicating smell almost immediately filled my nostrils, clouding my head. It all reminded me of that night in the meeting hall. The night I had fucked her thoroughly, driven by the intense need and desire. The memories came flooding back, unbidden and unwanted The way her body felt, her warm pussy, took every inch of me. All the positions I took her in, the sounds of our bodies hitting each other, her screaming in pleasure, the smell of her orgasm, her taste, my hand prints marrying her soft skin, her butt cheeks covered in my finger prints–everything began flashing in front of my eyes.
She murmured something in her sleep, her brow furrowing slightly.
I froze, my heart pounding. Her lips moved again, forming a name.
Killian
My name.
The sound of it, even in her sleep, sent a shiver down my spine. I backed away, my heart pounding. I cursed under my breath, hating myself for standing here, for touching her, and for feeling anything for her.
1 needed to get out of here to clear my head.
Slipping out of her room, I made my way back to mine. The mansion’s halls were silent, but the echoes of my thoughts were deafening. I closed the door behind me and leaned against it, taking a deep breath
What the hell am I doing?
How can I touch her?
What the fuck?
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