Their Secret Obsession by Pippa Moon

Chapter 0302

Kane's POV

"Look, mate," I began, trying to keep my frustration in check.

"I'm not your mate," Adam scoffed, his eyes locking onto mine with a fiery intensity. The anger radiating from him was almost palpable.

"You can stay in the room. I don't want to be alone with her," I offered, hoping he'd see reason.

"Like I'd let you. I'm no pushover like Chase," he spat, his gaze piercing through me as if I were nothing more than an annoyance. The disdain in his eyes was clear-he saw me as lower than dirt. I couldn't blame him entirely; I'd hurt his sister, and he was justified in his anger. But I needed someone to give me a chance, and I hoped Adam might be that person. I took a deep breath, trying to shift the conversation.

"I heard what you did to Connie," I stated, attempting to show solidarity. He arched an eyebrow, a sarcastic chuckle escaping his lips.

"My father thinks I should punish you," I added, hoping to convey that I understood his position and perhaps earn a sliver of his trust.

"Bitch deserved it and more," he retorted. "And before you warn me about her being your Luna..." Adam laughed outright, shaking his head.

"I'm not..." I started to say. "And she is not either," I finished, my tone biting.

"Going to warn you?" He asked, raising an eyebrow clearly interested. I smirked lightly, hoping this was the start of a bond.

"Be my Luna," I corrected myself with a heavy sigh. "Adam, I've walked away from her. I want Charlotte."

"Walking away from females seems to be your thing," he shot back, a mocking grin spreading across his face, proving me wrong. I clearly wasn't winning him over any time soon.

"She is more your style, manipulative and a liar." His words hit harder than I'd like to admit. I felt a knot tighten in my stomach. I'd hoped that telling him I'd chosen Charlotte would make a difference, that he'd see I was serious. Instead, he was mocking me, twisting the knife deeper.

make a difference. You're not seeing her," Adam

he was stonewalling me at every turn. Anger boiled over, and without a second thought, I swung at him, aiming straight for his jaw. My fist connected solidly, and a brief surge of satisfaction coursed

was getting past him to Charlotte.

arm, twisting it behind my back. Pain shot up my shoulder, but I gritted my teeth and ignored

into my ear. "You're

snarled, struggling against his grip. The frustration and desperation were

his tone infuriatingly calm, which only

delivered a swift kick to his side. He winced, pain flashing across his face, but he pushed it aside as if it were nothing. We squared off again, both of us breathing heavily. This was pointless, but neither of us was willing to

he said coldly, his

from my mate," I shot back,

could. A pang of guilt pierced through my anger, but I shoved it aside. Now wasn't the time

retorted, clenching my fists tighter. "You have no idea what

know enough," he replied tersely. "Enough to protect

isn't your call." Rage

it's exactly my call," he said firmly. "I won't

her!" I nearly shouted, my voice echoing down

head. I took a deep breath, trying

implored, the vulnerability in my tone surprising even myself. "I need

of chances," he finally said. "And each time, you've only caused her

argued, my

he challenged. I hesitated, the weight of his question pressing

trying," I admitted

enough," he

doorframe, catching his breath, and I sized the opportunity. I reached for the doorknob and