Alpha's STOLEN Mate (by Abigail Hayes) novel Chapter 165

Chapter 165

Elowen

Three days flew by faster than I’d anticipated.

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I was standing in my room, staring at the outfit Evelyn had laid out on my bed, when she burst through the door with her characteristic

dramatic flair.

“Ta-da!” She held up what looked like a leather jacket-but not just any jacket. It was custom-made, with strategic cuts and reinforced

panels that screamed both function and attitude. Dark charcoal gray with silver hardware, designed to allow easy movement while looking

absolutely badass. Paired with fitted black cargo pants and combat boots that had clearly been spelled for durability.

“Evelyn, this is…” I reached out to touch the supple leather. “Actually perfect.”

“I know, right?” She grinned, then spun the jacket around with a flourish. “But wait-there’s more!”

Embroidered across the back in elaborate gold thread was a logo I’d never seen before-intricate, bold, unmistakably ours. And beneath it, in elegant script that somehow managed to look both refined and rebellious:

The Misfit Alliance

I couldn’t help it. I burst out laughing. “You actually-you put our real name on it?”

“Damn right I did!” Evelyn’s eyes sparkled with mischief. “This is history, Elowen! Our pack’s first official appearance under our true

identity!”

I took the jacket from her, running my fingers over the embroidery. The craftsmanship was impeccable-the gold thread caught the light

beautifully, making the letters seem to glow.

“Well,” I said, slipping it on. The fit was perfect, like it had been made specifically for my body. “I guess if we’re going to make an entrance, we should make it memorable. No more hiding. No more pretending to be nobodies.”

Evelyn watched me adjust the collar with obvious satisfaction. “Though, you know, compared to your new title as Queen, which pack’s Alpha you are might not be the thing that gets the most attention.”

Before I could respond, there was a knock at the door. Scarlett entered, her arms full of files and documents-all the official paperwork I’d

need for the Assembly.

I took them from her, but kept one hand on her shoulder. “We’re leaving now. You take care of the pack while I’m gone, okay?” My voice

softened. “And take care of yourself too. Promise me.”

Scarlett’s smile was warm but tinged with something melancholic. “I promise, Alpha.”

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“Beta” Evelyn crooned, wrapping an arm around Scarlett’s shoulders. “Don’t miss me too much while I’m gone!*

Scarlett shoved her off with a laugh. “Come on! You have no idea how much quieter my life is gonna be without you! Finally, nobody

nagging me nonstop!”

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“Nagging?!” Evelyn gasped dramatically. “I provide valuable services! I give you prophecies, help you avoid disasters, teach you about men -like how to properly ride one, which positions hit the best spots, how to make him beg for more-*

“YES! Exactly that!” Scarlett’s face turned bright red. “Those conversations! The ones I definitely never asked for!”

“Well!” Evelyn puffed up indignantly. “That’s called friendship, Beta! I generously share my hard-earned sexual wisdom!” She tossed her red hair. “But fine. If-and when-I happen to meet someone interesting at this Assembly, I’ll save all my riding techniques and bedroom

expertise for him instead!”

I pinched the bridge of my nose, caught between exasperation and amusement. “God help whatever man ends up with you.”

“He’ll be the luckiest bastard alive and you know it!” Evelyn shot back.

The ride to Kaius’s territory was exhilarating. Evelyn insisted we take motorcycles—”more dramatic,” she’d claimed-and I had to admit, roaring up the mountain road with the wind whipping past felt appropriately epic for the occasion.

The checkpoint was chaos.

Multiple security stations had been set up along the approach, each one manned by stern-faced guards who were meticulously verifying every Alpha and their entourage. The line of wolves waiting for clearance stretched far down the road-I could see at least a dozen different pack representatives, all looking tense and on edge.

Everyone’s energy was tight, coiled, ready to spring. The atmosphere practically vibrated with barely suppressed aggression and fear.

Everyone except Evelyn.

“God!” She was practically bouncing on her bike. “Look at all these people! I think I’m literally the only witch here! How lucky am I?”

I shook my head, pulling out our pack’s identification papers as we approached the checkpoint.

But before I could even present them, the guards’ entire demeanor changed.

‘My Queen!” The lead guard snapped to attention, his fist going to his chest in formal salute. “You don’t need verification! The Alpha King is expecting you. Please, go straight through-”

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