Rebirth of the Alpha's Slave Mate (Samantha and Kade) novel Chapter 66

Chapter 66

Elena’s POV

The way Kade’s breath caught when he entered the room and saw me sitting there was exactly what I expected, and exactly what I had been hoping for.

After last night, when I saw the way Kade looked at me in my nightgown, the desire in his eyes as he forced himself to hold me at arms’ length, I realized something-at the end of the day, despite everything, Kade was still a man. The attraction between us was undeniable, and I knew that was why he hadn’t punished me yet.

He had never seen me act this way before as Samantha. Maybe I had never seen it before because I had once been timid and not nearly as proactive as I was being now, but I certainly saw it now.

What if I could play into those desires and use them to my advantage?

So long as I didn’t show him just how much I hated him, maybe I could get whatever I wanted. Get free roam around the house, perhaps? Or at least some information about my child-anything at all.

It wasn’t something I would normally be comfortable doing, but desperate times called for desperate measures. Besides, I wouldn’t sleep with him; just seduce him enough to get a little information.

With this in mind, I set down my hairbrush with deliberate slowness and stood, turning to face Kade. He stared at me from the doorway, silent, eyes briefly flicking down to the exposed skin visible beneath my nightgown thanks to the sunlight streaming in behind me. I wanted to cover myself, but forced myself to remain still.

“Have you come to dole out my punishment?” I asked sweetly. Just to drive the point home, I tilted my head, bit my lip, and held my wrists out as if waiting for handcuffs.

Kade’s face showed little reaction, although I saw the way a muscle in his jaw jumped ever so slightly. He was trying to restrain himself.

He succeeded. Rather than answering, he simply picked up the dressing down sitting on the chair nearby and tossed it to me, looking away.

“Cover yourself. We need to talk.”

I caught the dressing gown, trying not to show the disappointment on my face. I supposed it would take more effort than that to bend him to my will. Although, as I dressed, I couldn’t help but notice that, the tips of his ears had reddened. It was unexpectedly cute, seeing the great and mighty Alpha Kade… blushing.

Once I was covered, Kade looked at me again. He folded his arms across his chest and leveled me with a stern gaze.

“Now, are you going to tell me the real reason why you broke into my home last night?”

I forced that sweet smile onto my face again. “I already told you; I came to see you. I wanted to surprise you.”

“Where did you break in?” he asked. “And when?”

Figuring there was no point in lying, at least about that part, I replied, “Through the kitchen window. Around… ten o’clock?”

Kade’s brows drew together. “So you would have passed the dining room to get upstairs. I happened to be in the dining room; if you wanted to see me, then why walk right past me?”

I shrugged. “I was looking for your room. I hoped to surprise you in bed.”

“Interesting.” Kade tilted his head. “The last time I saw you, the very thought of undressing in front of me

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seemed to turn your stomach.”

“I was playing hard to get.”

“Clearly.” Whether Kade believed me or not, I couldn’t tell; he would have made an excellent poker player. “So, how did you wind up in a nursery instead?”

“I don’t know the layout of your house,” I replied, waving my hand dismissively. “And when I opened the door and saw children’s things, I simply got curious. I never knew you had a child, and I wanted to see it for myself. But then I found nothing but a baby doll in the crib.”

I studied Kade’s face, trying to see any cracks in his facade when I mentioned the baby, but his expression once again remained neutral. It seemed I wouldn’t get any answers right now, which was frustrating. Why did he have a nursery if my child wasn’t here?

“Well, regardless of your reasons, breaking and entering is still illegal,” Kade said, turning on his heel. “And until I can be certain that you’re telling the truth, I can’t let you go.”

“Wait.” I took a step forward and touched his arm. To my surprise, Kade stopped, glancing down at the point of skin contact. I said quickly, “Can I at least leave this room? I hate being confined. I used to be a rogue, you know; I’m used to the wilds.”

Kade didn’t answer right away, and for a moment, I figured he would deny my request. It was a lot to ask. But, surprisingly, he nodded after a long time of consideration.

“Fine. You may explore the house. But your guard will stay with you at all times, and you’re not allowed to enter any rooms without express permission.’

“Thank you,” I said, dropping my hand. Kade merely nodded, and then he was gone.

Once Kade had left, I quickly got dressed. I rifled through the dresser, finding various garments that didn’t seem to have any rhyme or reason-various sizes and styles. It seemed that this room was mostly used for guests when there was no other space in the house, and over the years, things had been left behind.

I found a nice-looking dress in my size and tried it on. It fit well, nipping it at the waist and showing off just enough cleavage. Then, once I was dressed, I knocked on the door. The guard opened it and let me out, but hovered directly behind me as I walked down the hall and down the stairs.

For a little while, I just wandered the house, trying to get a mental layout of the space without seeming too obvious-in case I wanted to snoop or make another run for it tonight.

But doing so proved more difficult than I expected with the guard constantly following me, constantly watching every move. The only time I had a moment alone was when I was in the bathroom, and even then, he would bang on the door and tell me to hurry up if I took too long.

Around midday, I was beginning to lose hope. My guard never let me out of his sight, and I could only claim I needed to pee so many times before it got suspicious. I had finally decided that there was no way I would be able to sneak away today, and that if I was going to find out any information about my child, it likely would be much harder than I wished it were.

I was just starting to consider returning to my lovely prison cell in the attic when I heard the sound of voices coming from the kitchen.

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