Seraphina’s POV
“We need to find Alpha Sid! I’m telling you, Holly’s lying—Sid might be in danger with her!” I snapped.
Beta Frank and Shelton exchanged uneasy glances before Frank sighed, scratching his head.
“All right, if you insist, I’ll ask Luna Holly about Alpha Sid’s whereabouts. But I’m sure he’s safe. Until this is resolved, Seraphina, you’ll remain under guard.”
I nodded reluctantly. Shelton turned his attention back to Caden, handing him the key to the suite on the top floor. Neither Shelton nor Beta Frank questioned why Caden was here—they were likely too overwhelmed by his powerful presence to care about his motives.
As they concluded, I chimed in, “Can I see Liam and Nora? Holly locked them up and tortured them. Until the truth is revealed, they should at least be released temporarily.”
“No way!” Shelton barked. “What if you try to coordinate your stories?”
Anger flared in my chest.
“They’re innocent people being tortured! I can’t just stand by—”
“Come, Seraphina,” Caden interrupted abruptly.
Startled, I turned to look at him, but he was already heading toward the stairs, not sparing me even a glance.
“He…did he just talk to me?” I whispered to his bodyguards, confused.
“Yes. Please follow Alpha Caden immediately,” one replied.
Swallowing nervously, I hurried after him, though my request to see Liam and Nora still lingered in my mind.
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Caden moved quickly, his strides purposeful and unrelenting. I struggled to keep up, calling out softly, but he didn’t respond. Instead, he only seemed to quicken his pace.
When we reached the suite on the top floor, he opened the door and stepped inside without a word, letting it swing shut behind him.
I stood outside, hesitating.
What does this mean? Does he want me to come in? Or should I knock?
I had already pushed him far enough before. If I went in uninvited, would it infuriate him further?
Before I could decide, the door swung open, and a strong hand grabbed my shoulder, yanking me inside.
I gasped in shock as my back hit the wall with a thud.
“Wait, Caden—”
He silenced me with a fierce kiss.
Pleasure shot through me like electricity. My body responded instantly, betraying me as my knees weakened, and I clung to him for support. His lips dominated mine, rough and punishing, yet intoxicatingly skilled.
He bit my lower lip, drawing a gasp from me, and his tongue claimed my mouth with a commanding intensity that left me breathless. My mind turned to mush, and all I could do was moan softly against him.
“You like that?” he murmured against my lips, biting down harder. “Are you already wet for me?”
I couldn’t form words. I clung to his shirt desperately, my body trembling with need.
He pressed me harder against the door, one hand gripping my waist to keep me upright while the other trailed between my legs.
His thumb found my clit, applying just enough pressure to make me cry out.
I was lost in sensation, my body betraying me completely as more wetness pooled between my thighs.
“Fucking drenched,” he muttered with a smirk, his tone dark and possessive.
He circled my clit with his thumb, teasing and tormenting me until I was gasping for air. His middle finger slid along the hem of my panties, ready to slip inside.
It was overwhelming. Every touch, every stroke, pushed me closer to losing myself.
But as his finger grazed my entrance, a sliver of clarity broke through the haze. I grabbed his wrist, panting, and met his gaze.
His green eyes, darkened with lust, bore into mine, a storm of desire and dominance swirling within them.
“No. Wait,” I whispered, trembling beneath his touch. “This…What is this? And where are we right now?”
I had to ask.
Sleeping with him was easy—too easy. But what came after? That was the hard part.
His gaze hardened, and he sneered down at me, his handsome face a mix of allure and menace.
“You don’t get to ask,” he said icily.
And with that, he thrust his finger into me, drawing a long, involuntary scream from my lips.
