Alpha's STOLEN Mate (by Abigail Hayes) novel Chapter 166

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“Well, that was easy!” Evelyn started to rev her engine, clearly ready to breeze past.

I grabbed her jacket, yanking her back. “Wait.”

Queen. There it was again. That title that kept trying to overshadow everything else I was.

No. Absolutely not.

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I was an Alpha first. That was my identity, my responsibility, my self. I wouldn’t let being Kaius’s mate-Queen or not-erase the core of

who I was.

“Actually,” I said firmly, holding out our documentation to the confused guards. “I’d like to be processed properly.”

The guards exchanged uncertain glances.

I turned to Evelyn. “Show them.”

She grinned and spun around, presenting the golden logo emblazoned across her back-identical to mine. The Misfit Alliance.

“This is our pack’s first official appearance,” I said, my voice carrying authority that made several nearby Alphas turn to look. “And I want

it done right. Please register us properly.”

I felt it then-my white wolf stirring beneath my skin, responding to my conviction. Just a whisper of her power, a fraction of her presence, but enough to make the air around me shimmer with barely contained force.

“Alpha of The Misfit Alliance,” I said clearly, meeting each guard’s eyes in turn. “Elowen Ravencrest. Here for the Assembly.”

The pressure rolled off me in a wave-not aggressive, but undeniable. The kind of power that made every wolf within range sit up and

take notice.

The guards actually stumbled back a step, their eyes going wide. Behind me, I heard startled murmurs from the Alphas still waiting in line. Even those who’d already passed through were turning back, drawn by the unmistakable presence of something other.

Something ancient and powerful and utterly unsubtle.

One of the guards-his hand actually shaking slightly-accepted our papers and hurriedly began filling out the registry. “Y-yes, Alpha

Ravencrest. Of course. Welcome to-welcome to the Assembly.”

I flashed him a smile-warm, genuine, and just dangerous enough to make him swallow hard-then walked past.

Evelyn caught up to me, practically vibrating with excitement. “Elowen! Holy shit!” She grabbed my arm. “I’m not even a wolf and I could

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feel that! The power just rolling off you-it was like standing next to a lightning storm! Her grin was fierce. “God, I’m so fucking proud of

you!”

I couldn’t help but laugh. “That’s rare. You actually complimenting someone without sarcasm?”

‘Don’t get used to it.” But her smile stayed. “Though I have to say, your title needs work.”

“What?” I looked at her as we climbed the steps to the main castle entrance.

“Alpha of The Misfit Alliance’-it’s accurate, sure, but where’s the flair? Evelyn spread her hands dramatically. “You need something with

more punch! More mystique! Something that makes people think twice before fucking with you!”

“I’m an Alpha,” I said flatly. “That’s not a ‘virtual title.’ It’s my actual position. I don’t need some made-up-”

“No no no, hear me out!” Evelyn stopped walking, blocking my path with both hands up. “Okay, so I’ll be honest-I actually want to come up with a cool title for myself. You know, something witchy and intimidating.” She grinned sheepishly. “But you’re the Alpha, so

technically I should give you one first. It’s only proper.”

Despite myself, I felt a flicker of curiosity. “What did you have in mind?”

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“Well!” Evelyn’s eyes lit up. “You’re the White Wolf, right? So maybe… Elowen Ravencrest, the Storm-Born! Or The Untamed! Or-ooh, this is good-The Silver-Fanged, Breaker of Chains, First of Her Name, Alpha of The Misfit Alliance!”

I stared at her. “Did you just try to give me a Game of Thrones title?”

“It sounds badass!”

“It sounds ridiculous.”

“Okay, okay, what about-The White Tempest! Or She Who Walks in Lightning! Or-

“Evelyn.”

-The Moonlit Fury!”

“Evelyn.”

But she was on a roll now, pacing back and forth in the corridor and gesturing wildly. And then for me! Obviously I need something equally cool! Maybe Evelyn, The Flame-Haired Seer! Or The Witch of Prophecy! Or-oh God, this is perfect-The Chaos Weaver, because let’s be honest, that’s basically what I-‘

I whacked her lightly on the back of the head. “We’re here.”

She blinked, suddenly focusing on our surroundings. We’d reached the main council chamber.

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