Chapter 151
Kaius
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Frost and I had been tailing Rowan from a safe distance, using every stealth technique I’d learned over decades of warfare. She’d been moving with purpose-clearly knowing exactly where Morgath’s lair was hidden.
When she finally stopped before what looked like empty forest, I moved to follow her through-
Frost’s hand clamped on my shoulder. “We’re infiltrating, not invading,” he whispered urgently. “If we want to extract Elowen safely, we need to stay silent and invisible.” His eyes narrowed, scanning the space. “You don’t feel that barrier? There’s a massive anti-werewolf ward surrounding the entire perimeter.”
I froze, extending my senses. Fuck. He was right. A shimmering dome of magic, nearly invisible but absolutely impenetrable to our kind,
encased what must be Morgath’s stronghold.
“How the hell do we-”
Frost was already moving forward, pulling a small glass vial from his pocket. Inside, a few drops of luminescent blue liquid swirled like
living sapphires.
“What is that?”
“Gift from Lysandra.” Frost uncorked the vial carefully, tilting it to let a single drop fall onto the barrier.
The effect was instantaneous. Where the blue liquid touched, the magical ward split open like torn fabric, creating a doorway just wide
enough for us to slip through.
Lysandra gave him something that powerful? Their relationship is more than just customer and merchant.
But I didn’t have time to examine that mystery. We had to move.
Inside, the lair was a nightmare of uniform whiteness. Every corridor looked identical-sterile walls, harsh lighting, doors that all appeared the same. It was designed to disorient, to trap, to make escape impossible.
But I had something Morgath hadn’t counted on: the mate bond.
Even suppressed, even damaged, I could still catch traces of Elowen’s scent. And right now, it reeked of terror and despair.
Hold on. We’re coming.
We moved quickly through the maze, passing room after room of horrors. Each chamber was clearly labeled and separated by transparent glass walls-living exhibits in Morgath’s twisted museum.
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OMEGA COLLECTION
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Inside, dozens of cages held wolves who’d been stripped of their humanity. They sat docilely, staring at nothing, moving only when
commanded. Like trained dogs waiting for their master’s order.
Fucking monster.
BETA COLLECTION
More of the same. Stronger wolves reduced to mindless pets, their eyes vacant and dead.
Frost made a strangled sound of disgust beside me. “Fuck. She’s treating them like livestock.”
“Keep moving,” I muttered, though my own stomach churned with revulsion.
Then we reached the ALPHA COLLECTION.
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This exhibit was different-the only one without transparent walls. Just an imposing metal door with heavy locks and a viewing slot. But the aura emanating from inside was overwhelming, suffocating in its concentrated power.
An Alpha is in there. Maybe multiple Alphas.
“Kaius- Frost started.
“I know.” I could feel it too-something incredibly dangerous locked behind that door. “But we can’t save everyone right now. Elowen first. Then we come back with reinforcements.”
Frost nodded, clearly relieved I wasn’t about to do something stupid and heroic.
The scent trail led us to a room that made my blood run cold. Through the partially open door, I could see surgical equipment, restraints,
and-
Elowen.
She was strapped to an operating table, thrashing against leather bonds that cut into her wrists and ankles. Blood seeped from where the restraints had broken skin. Two wolves stood guard, their posture rigid and unnatural-more of Morgath’s pets.
I didn’t rush in. Instead, I pressed against the wall beside the doorway and released a wave of Alpha authority-the kind of dominance that should have sent any wolf to their knees in submission.
The guards didn’t even flinch.
What the fuck?
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They stood there like statues, completely unaffected by my power. As if they existed in a different reality entirely.
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I caught Frost’s eye and gestured. He nodded, understanding immediately.
Frost created a sharp noise-metal scraping against stone-from the opposite direction. Both guards’ heads snapped toward the sound with mechanical precision. They moved out to investigate with synchronized steps.
The moment they cleared the doorway, I struck.
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