Novel & Cerita Kane Chronicles Bast

"Kane.. I love you... I do, and I know it is killing you, but I need you to watch and protect Knox .. and Lilly... And let me protect you! Just this once... you can punish me later for not listening.. okay!" "I will hold you to that, Charlotte!" He laughed lightly, but I could hear the pain in his voice. "I should bloody hope so!" I laughed about to cut the link off but paused to ask one final question. "Kane... How is Sebestain?" I asked, bracing myself for the worst. "Holding on for his wolf.. but.." "Make sure he holds on! I will be there soon!" I ordered cutting the link off and focusing back on the Alpha's in front of me.

He says, looking to Kane. "If that is what you think is best, then we will follow your orders and move the camp further into the pack. I only have one request if you would not mind." Bastien gives Kane a nod to continue. "Can Abby stay with you all in the main house so that I know she is safe?" Kane asks, and he looks almost scared that Bastien will say no.

୨୧ ⏔⏔⏔⏔♡⏔⏔⏔⏔ ୨୧ What would Kane do when he realized how dangerous this obsession had become?

“Ye need not be sayin’ such nonsense to the lass.” “Whyever not?” I heard Sebastian leaning off the wall to approach. “Ye stay back, ye.” Mardichi glowered over his shoulder. Why? *** “Why is that?” Bast asked what she’d been wondering. He circled just enough to get a view of Mardichi’s profile. I focused my attention on the big, redheaded barbarian, rather than looking at the man that was a disaster to glance at. I couldn’t look away. “What have you done, Brother?” Bast persisted.

The day after the mating announcement was made, I ran into Kay and his Gamma guards at the edge of the training grounds. "Hey, Alpha, look who's here," one of the Gamma guards nudged Kay with his elbow, his tone laced with suggestive amusement. "Your 'future Luna.'" In an instant, all eyes from the nearby warriors landed on me. Kay turned, crossing his arms, those perpetually arrogant gray eyes sweeping over me with clear impatience. "Ella," he began, his voice icy. "Using the Alpha King's promise to force my hand? Lia was right. You'll stop at nothing to get what you want. Your methods are vicious."

Kane rumbled from five feet away. He was already standing under the primary light array, his massive shoulders casting a long, intimidating shadow across the emerald floor plates. He hadn't let the media team touch his hair or soften the hard, weathered lines of his jaw. He stood like an iron pillar in the center of the storm, his dark eyes tracking the countdown clock flashing on the wall. 00:12:45 UNTIL LIVE BROADCAST.

—Raze Alconde --- Kane read the letter for the tenth time. He despised the emotions it stirred within him. He felt like he was mourning too much for that bastard—King—who didn’t even have the courage to say these things in person. Yet, he had the audacity to die without warning, leaving Kane with more questions than answers.

Lazerus said while nodding his head. I sat back with a smile and watched as Killian and Lazerus got to work on drawing up an alliance document like he did yesterday at Dark Cove. I stroked Bast’s fur as he watched what was going on in the office. After a while, Bast got off my lap onto the floor and strolled over to Luna Amaya. She bent over to pet him and he placed his front paws on her lap. He stretched out and sniffed at her large pregnant belly before he started purring and rubbing on it. I watched him in fascination, wondering what he was up to. He didn’t let just anyone pet him and he didn’t rub on just anyone either. “I like her and this baby will be strong,” Bast told me.

Kane POV The war room was a hive of activity. Maps were spread across the large oak table, and books, scrolls, and tattered journals from the Rogue King’s quarters were stacked in organized chaos. Kane stood at the head of the table, his powerful frame casting a shadow over the spread. His warriors and advisors surrounded him, their expressions grim but focused. Bastian was seated near the corner, rifling through a stack of weathered pages. His hands trembled slightly, but his voice was steady as he read aloud excerpts from the Rogue King’s personal notes.

There was uncertainty in her eyes, something fragile, but she did not move away. She nodded. That was enough. For now. "You're mine too... you understand that, right?" she replied softly, her voice deeper than before, mimicking his . Kane let out a low chuckle. "Yeah, princess. I'm yours too." ⸻ The city streets were still damp from the storm the night before, the air cool and clean. Kane's black Aston Martin rolled to a smooth stop in front of Mona's apartment building. She played with the hem of his t shirt before turning toward him.