The Alpha's Hidden Heirs (Selene and Kane) novel Chapter 104

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I was completely caught off guard by Kane’s question. His eyes burned with rage, his entire demeanor radiating barely contained fury. 

“What are you talking about?” I asked, my voice steady despite my confusion. 

He took a step toward me, but I immediately pressed a hand against his chest, halting his advance. 

“Don’t come any closer. You disgust me.” 

His body went rigid, a low growl rumbling from his throat. “Disgusted? By what?” 

“By you.” 

I saw his jaw tighten, as if he was struggling to restrain his anger. 

“What do you want, Kane? Why do you keep tormenting me? Didn’t we already talk on the phone? You said you hated me, and I accepted it. In fact, the feeling is mutual. Now, let me go.” I turned, ready to leave 

But he didn’t like my response. His hand shot out, grabbing my wrist, yanking it away from his chest. 

I immediately used my other hand to shove him, but he was faster–he caught that one too, pinning both my wrists above my head. 

My breath hitched, my eyes widening at his sudden aggression. “What the hell are you doing?” 

He leaned in, his face mere inches from mine, his gaze piercing. “Why? Why do you hate me so much? Wasn’t it supposed to be just me?” 

I realized then–my hatred bruised his ego. He wanted to be the one who despised me, the one with all the control. If I hated him back, it meant I had power too. And Kane Thorne wasn’t the kind of man who allowed that. In his twisted mind, only he had the right to hurt, hate, or demean me. But if I dared to do the same? That was unacceptable. 

“A man like you deserves nothing but my hatred,” I said coldly, regaining my composure. “If that wounds your pride, I couldn’t care less.” 

I refused to give him the reaction he wanted. He wanted the weak Selene–the woman who once begged for his affection. But I wasn’t her anymore. 

For a moment, he just stared at me, silent and unreadable. I had no idea why he had brought me here or what was running through his mind. 

Then, suddenly, his black eyes shifted–softening in a way that unsettled me. Was it an illusion? 

“I think we-” 

Before he could finish, he tilted his head, his lips moving dangerously close to my neck. 

I parted my lips in shock, twisting my wrists, trying to break free. 

His nose brushed against my skin as he inhaled deeply, eyes fluttering closed. I thrashed against his grip, but he held me firm. 

Realizing brute force wouldn’t work, I lifted my knee, aiming for his groin. But the bastard saw it 

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To my horror, he pressed his body against mine, his thigh sliding between my legs, dangerously close 

to my core. 

“Kane! What the hell do you think you’re doing?” I shouted, my voice echoing in the empty space around us. But there was no one to hear me, no one to save me from this devil. 

He dragged his face from my neck to meet my glare. 

“You’re a damn pervert!” I spat, my expression filled with pure loathing. 

Instead of anger, a smirk tugged at his lips. 

“If you already hate me, why not give you more reason to?” 

“What the hell do you–Ahh!” 

Before I could finish, his mouth was on my neck. 

My entire body tensed at the feel of his lips against my skin. A shiver ran down my spine. No–this was wrong. I shook my head, trying to push him away, but all I accomplished was pressing my chest against his. 

When he began sucking on the sensitive skin of my neck, I bit my lower lip hard, refusing to make a 

sound. 

“Let me go, you bastard!” 

He ignored me completely, as if he couldn’t even hear my protests. 

Desperate, I called for my wolf, begging her to take over, to help me break free. But she refused. 

She didn’t want to fight him. 

She wanted him. 

She liked what he was doing. 

I gritted my teeth. “The moment you let me go, I swear, no one will be able to save you from me. I will kill you.” 

That made him pause. He pulled back slightly, his lips brushing my skin one last time before he finally stepped away, releasing my wrists. 

The second I was free, I swung my hand to slap him. 

But he was faster. 

He caught my wrist mid–air, twisting it behind my back before my palm could reach his face. 

“Angry?” he murmured, his voice dark, taunting. 

His gaze flickered to my neck. Slowly, he reached out, his thumb brushing the spot where his lips had just been. A sharp sting made me hiss. 

“Perfect,” he muttered under his breath. 

I glared at him, my teeth clenched. “Have you completely lost your mind?” 

He hummed in response, his eyes never leaving mine. 

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