The Alpha's Hidden Heirs (Selene and Kane) novel Chapter 293

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Chapter 293 

Kane didn’t slow his pace as he strode toward the staircase. 

“Wren, come with me.” 

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Without hesitation, Wren followed closely behind him, her mind racing with concern for Selene. What had happened to her? It had been years since she last saw her, and when they finally reunited, she was overwhelmed with joy. But now, worry gnawed at her–was Selene unwell? 

“Open the door,” Kane instructed, gesturing toward the room Selene had once stayed in. 

Moving swiftly, Wren reached for the doorknob and pushed it open. 

Kane stepped inside, carrying Selene, and gently laid her down on the bed. The room was spotless. A few months prior, he had told Wren to have the maids keep it clean. Since that day, whenever his children left the pack house to stay with Selene, he would come here and spend time in this very room. It was the one place that still held traces of her, and being here made him feel closer to her. 

His gaze lingered on Selene’s face. Her entire body was soaked from the rain, her damp clothes clinging to her form and making the thin fabric nearly translucent. He could easily make out the outline of what she wore underneath. But instead of letting his eyes linger, he shifted his attention to Wren. 

“Is she okay?” Wren asked, her voice laced with concern. 

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Wren glanced at the closed door, her thoughts swirling. Kane could have done it himself, yet he had asked her to. Did he truly respect Selene enough not to touch her without her permission? 

“If only he had shown this kind of care before the divorce…” she murmured to herself, shaking her head. 

She walked over to the closet, grabbed a towel, and began drying Selene’s body before changing her into fresh clothes. 

“Luna, everything changed the moment you left.” 

Downstairs, Kane paced back and forth in the living room, a cigarette between his fingers. His clothes were still drenched, but he didn’t seem to care. His thoughts were consumed by the woman lying 

upstairs. 

He considered calling Nathan but ultimately decided against it. She would wake up soon anyway. 

After a while, Wren descended the stairs. She gave Kane a respectful nod before speaking. 

“Alpha, I’ve dried her off and changed her clothes.” 

Kane acknowledged her with a curt nod, his gaze flickering toward the staircase as he crushed the cigarette out in the ashtray beside the couch. 

He was about to head upstairs when Wren spoke again. 

“Alpha, you should change out of those wet clothes. You’ll get sick.”