Chapter 12
Betrayed by blood~
Cain stood by the fire, his shirt discarded somewhere in the room, the flames casting a shadow on his chiseled chest. His mind was occupied with thoughts, ones he could never get rid of no matter how hard he tried. The heat felt suffocating rather than soothing.
He shut his eyes, exhaling slowly, but then her scent hit him.
Cain stood with his back turned to her; he didn’t need to look to know she was there, he could feel her presence.
Her fingers trailed along his shoulder as she stepped closer. It wasn’t the first time, yet the sensation didn’t sit right tonight. When her hand reached his chest, he grabbed her wrist sharply, spinning her to face him.
"Hi," she said sultrily. Her lips molded in shiny lip gloss. Cain’s eyes flicked over her, taking in the revealing black lingerie that left little to the imagination. It clung to her curves. His gaze lingered, but for some reason, it didn’t ignite the usual heat.
"What are you doing, Kendra?" Cain said, his voice hoarse as his eyes took her in fully. Kendra stepped closer to him, kissing his neck softly, her hands working their way down his chest. "I thought to keep you company. It’s been a very, very long while, Alpha," she murmured as she kissed his neck.
Cain was still, his wolf howling in his head, restless yet he couldn’t give a damn. Not now. It’s truly been a long time. He’s fooled around with Kendra a couple of times. There was never any strings attached. Kendra never expected anything more from him. She knew her place and never questioned it, and so they worked well. He took and took from her while she gave, willingly too.
His wolf stirred restlessly, a low rumble of dissatisfaction echoing in his head. It was unlike anything he’d felt before—restless, feral, almost accusing. He clenched his jaw, forcing himself to stay present, to push past the unease.