Alpha's STOLEN Mate (by Abigail Hayes) novel Chapter 14

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I shrugged, even though she was inside my head and couldn’t see it. “How should I know? Evelyn’s witch abilities should have been able

to track our location by now. But this is Alpha King territory–maybe she can’t penetrate his defenses. Besides, I don’t want them exposed. Our pack has stayed hidden for a reason.”

The Silent Forest. My domain, my sanctuary, hidden behind layers of Evelyn’s most powerful illusions. To any outsider, it appeared to be nothing more than an empty stretch of woodland, so unnaturally quiet that most wolves avoided it instinctively. I’d chosen that particular protection for a reason–absolute silence unnerved even the bravest predators.

“Or maybe,” Nyx said with obvious mischief, “they have too much faith in us. Even in Alpha King territory, they probably figure we can handle ourselves.”

1 rolled my eyes. “Your confidence is touching. But tomorrow’s escape is going to be brutal. I can feel it.”

“Good!” Nyx’s excitement was infectious, bouncing around in my consciousness like an overeager puppy. “I’ve been dying to stretch my legs properly! That fucking wolfsbane had me locked down for too long. I want to run, fight, maybe tear a few throats out.”

“Okay, okay, whatever,” I laughed despite myself. “Let me get some sleep. You need to stay quiet so I can rest.”

She vanished from my conscious mind with an almost audible whoosh, leaving me alone with my thoughts.

1 stretched out on the ridiculously comfortable bed, letting myself imagine tomorrow’s freedom. Running through familiar forest paths, the scent of home filling my lungs, my beta Scarlett’s probably–worried–sick face when I showed up at our borders. Maybe Evelyn would have that new protection spell ready, the one she’d been working on before I left.

Almost there. Just one more night.

Footsteps echoed in the corridor outside, slow and deliberate. My entire body went rigid.

Is he coming back?

The thought sent unwanted heat spiraling through my core, memories of his hands on my skin, his mouth against mine. Fuck. Can’t I just have one peaceful night? One last evening where I can pretend this place has some redeeming qualities?

But the footsteps passed by without stopping, and I exhaled slowly. At least I’d have tonight to-

Pain slammed into me like a physical blow, radiating from somewhere deep in my chest where the mate bond lived. I gasped, doubling over as a wave of sensation that wasn’t mine crashed over my consciousness.

What the fuck-

Then I felt it. Felt him. The bond was carrying echoes of his physical sensations, magnified by whatever his blood had done to strengthen our connection. He was… oh God, he was fucking someone. The phantom sensation of his arousal, his movements, hit me with nauseating

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No, not just someone. Two someones.

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The images slammed into my mind like a physical blow: him, driving into one woman from behind, her whimpers echoing through the

bond, while his fingers rhythmically plunged into another, her body arching in response.

The realization made me want to vomit. I could feel echoes of his pleasure, the rhythm of his movements, even hints of the sounds he

was making. Four years ago, the bond had been weak enough that I’d never experienced anything like this. But now, thanks to his

“healing blood, I was getting a front–row seat to his sexual activities.

Well, at least he’s not coming back here tonight.

I gritted my teeth, pressing the heels of my palms against my temples as another wave of secondhand sensation washed over me. The

irony wasn’t lost on me–here I was, getting aroused against my will by feeling his pleasure with other women.

Tomorrow, I promised myself, squeezing my eyes shut and riding out another wave of unwanted sensation. Tomorrow I’m getting the hell out of this nightmare and never looking back.