Chapter 10
Kain's POV
I lay on the bed, staring up at the ceiling, Brielle curled against my side beneath the sheets. Our bodies were slick with sweat from the aftermath of sex.
Her fingers traced slow circles on my chest, light and possessive. She shifted closer, then leaned up and kissed me, hard, demanding, like she was trying to pull me back into her completely.
"You were so intense moments ago," she murmured against my lips before pulling back slightly. Her eyes searched my face. "What's got you distracted now?"
I blinked, Lina's face instantly flashing in my thoughts. İ nodded quickly, forcing the thought away. "It's nothing," I said, then leaned in and kissed Brielle again, harder this time.
She moaned softly, the sound vibrating against my mouth, sending heat straight down my spine. My body responded instantly, my cock hardening once again. She knew exactly what I liked, and how to make me want her.
"Mmmm baby," she moaned, her fingers digging into my shoulders. "You're driving me crazy."
I groaned lowly, my hand sliding down her body, cupping her breast and squeezing just enough to make her gasp. But even as I touched her, it felt... empty, like I was doing this just to get Lina out of my head.
I should be thinking of ways to break and ruin her. To remind her who she belonged to. Not about the way her lips had tasted last night. Not about the way she'd bitten me hard, defiant, furious.
Fuck! I wanted more.
My hand continued moving over Brielle's body, forcing moans out of her, pushing her closer to the edge. She arched into my touch, breathless, needy...but in an instant,my growing high was shattered as a sharp knock echoed through the room.
I froze, so did Brielle.
Another knock followed.
I pulled away, both of us breathing hard. My chest rose and fell rapidly, irritation flaring hot in my veins. I already knew who it was.
I'd summoned her on purpose. I wanted to see her reaction, wanted to see jealousy, hurt, pain, anything that proved she still felt something for me.
"Come in," I ordered coldly.
The door opened, and Lina walked in.
Her head was raised high instead of looking low like slaves were normally supposed to, and her expression looked annoyingly too calm.
"You called for me," she said casually, like she hadn't just walked into my room, like she wasn't standing in front of two naked people tangled in sheets.
My body tensed instantly as I tried to observe her expression, but there was nothing. I couldn't read her at all.
"We're hungry and exhausted," I said coolly. "Bring us our breakfast."
Her brows lifted slightly, her lips tightening. "You should have just asked a servant to tell me that in the first place."
Before I could respond, Brielle sat up sharply.
"How dare you talk back to your master, you lowly slave!" she snapped, her voice sharp with fury.
Lina didn't even flinch, she just remained standing nonchalantly. It was like none of this bothered her. Like she'd had worse. Like she was…used to it.
Not wanting Brielle to cause anymore drama, I turned to her, cupping her face gently. "Calm down, my love," I murmured, lowering my voice. "Don't let her ruin the mood."
I kissed her then, slow and deliberate, my hand sliding between her legs a reaching to touch her swollen clit, wanting to force a moan out of her, just to show Lina who I chose. Brielle moaned loudly her legs wrapping around me tightly.
Out of the corner of my eye, I watched Lina, but her expression remained blank.
Noticing we had nothing more to say, she sighed.."Breakfast, right?" She said flatly. "Coming right up."
And just like that, she turned and walked out without looking back.
As soon as the door closes, something inside me snapped.
I shoved Brielle aside rougly, pushing myself up and getting out of the bed. Brielle stared at me, shocked and confused, her body still flushed. I'd never done that to her before, not until now.
"Kain?" she asked softly.
I didn't answer. I just stormed into the bathroom and turned on the shower, the cold water hitting my skin. I leaned forward, bracing my hands against the wall, breathing hard.
Why wasn't she reacting?
Why didn't she care?
And who the fuck marked her?
Those questions haunted my mind, almost driving me insane. My wolf growled in response to my emotions, it felt what I felt, my rage, my jealousy. Why in the world was I feeling jealousy.
Before the matting ceremony, I was in no way attracted to Lina, she seemed too innocent and kind for my type, she was someone who I thought would be easy to manipulate and wouldn't be fit to become my Luna, which was why I had planned to reject her and choose Brielle as my Luna instead.
But she completely proved me wrong last night, and since then...I can't explain what has been going on with me, I can't just get her out of my mind.
I was rinsing the soap off when I heard the bedroom door open again.
She was back.
I shut off the water and moved to step out, but Brielle's voice stopped me.
"You've got some nerve, Lina," she said mockingly. "You really seem to have forgotten your place. You're no longer all that or don't you remember? You've become a slave. A slave."
I stayed still, increasing my senses so I could hear better.
"Save your breath," Lina replied calmly. "I don't have the energy to deal with you right now."
There was a brief pause,then Brielle laughed bitterly. "Are you jealous? Because Kain wants me and not you? How greedy can one person be? First you're after Kain and now you've gone after Louis too."
My blood ran cold, at the mention of my brother's name.
Everything clicked at once, the strength she got from the mark, why she suddenly lost interest in me.
My fists clenched.
Could it be…?
Could the one who marked her be—
Louis?