Chapter 390 Almost as soon as Kaneâs words left his lips, Selene moved closer, wrapping her arms tightly around his torso.
Kane froze, momentarily stunned by her unexpected action. He had expected her to berate him, not embrace him.
As she clung to him, Selene rested her head against his chest. The blanket slipped from her shoulders, and her bare skin pressed flush against his torso. Kane, wearing only a pair of black joggers, could feel the warmth of her body against his fevered skin.
âStop saying such foolish things,â she murmured, her voice muffled against his chest. âYouâre still strong. Nothing has happened to you.â
Her words struck him like a dagger. Kane had resigned himself to death, his hope extinguished. He had accepted that there was no fight left in him. But now, with her in his arms, something stirred deep withinâfear. The fear of leaving her behind clawed at his heart. For the first time in a long while, he wanted to live. He wanted to hold her like this forever.
Slowly, Kane reached for the blanket around her waist. Gently, he pulled it up, covering her bare shoulders and back. His large hand pressed lightly against her spine, holding her close.
âAre you saying I still have a chance?â he asked with a faint laugh, though his voice wavered. Selene pulled back just enough to look at him. Her hair fell forward, cascading over her chest like a curtain, shielding her soft curves. Kaneâs gaze instinctively followed the movement, sweeping across her figure before settling on her face.
âDonât be ridiculous,â he said, his lips curling into a faint smile. âYou know Iâm dying, donât you? Did you come here just to mess with me?â
In response, she lightly swatted his arm. âShut up.â
Kane let out a low groan, feigning injury, which sent a flicker of panic through Seleneâs expression. Her lips trembled as she reached for him, her hands brushing his bandaged arm.
âIâm sorry!â she exclaimed, her voice shaking. âDid I hurt you?â
Kane chuckled softly, shaking his head. âNo, I didnât feel a thing. I was just teasing you.â
âYou!â she snapped, her tone a mix of exasperation and relief. âEven now, youâre joking around?â
His gaze dropped to her hands, which were now cradling his injured right hand. âThis hand has gone numb,â he said quietly. âI canât feel anything.â
Selene blinked rapidly, trying to hold back the tears welling in her eyes. She hated seeing him like this- so vulnerable, so different from the strong Alpha she had always known.
Kane noticed the tears slipping down her cheeks and reached up to wipe them away with his thumb. âDonât cry,â he murmured, his voice soft and soothing. âI know you have a gentle heart. Youâd feel this way for anyone in my position. Itâs okay, Selene. You have to be strong now. Youâre going to lead my pack. You canât break down like this.â
There was a pause before he added with a faint smirk, âJust promise me one thing. Donât mi 1611 Get 5 Menu throne to your future husband. I know youâll love him, but that throne belongs to you and you alone.â
Seleneâs jaw tightened as his words hit her. She had always been the one who spoke of moving on, yet hearing him talk about her with another man made her heart ache in a way she hadnât expected. She couldnât stop herself from asking the question that had been clawing at her mind.
âDo you really think Iâll marry someone else?â she asked, her voice low but firm.
Kaneâs knuckles grazed her cheek as he gently stroked her skin. His touch was warm, yet his eyes carried a sadness that cut deep. âI donât want to say it,â he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. âBut I want you to find someone who can give you the love I couldnât. Someone who will respect you, Selene. Respect is so important. You deserve that.â