Alpha's STOLEN Mate (by Abigail Hayes) novel Chapter 189

Chapter 189

Kaius

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“There’s no other golden wolf that powerful,” I said, the words feeling hollow even as they left my mouth. “No one else matches the

description-”

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“The witch,” my father interrupted, his voice growing weaker with each word. “The witch… is more terrifying than you can imagine. She’s

created… so many copies… they’re all at-”

But I couldn’t focus on what he was saying.

My mind kept replaying the transformation. The way his body had shifted into that nightmare form-half man, half beast, radiating power

that had made the very air tremble.

Lycan.

My father is a Lycan. And he never told me.

The realization connected to other memories like dominoes falling. Mother’s scars. Her fear. The way she flinched at sudden movements

even years later. Those wounds hadn’t been random acts of cruelty.

They were inevitable.

Lycans can’t control themselves. Their mates always suffer. Always get hurt. Often get killed.

My eyes found Elowen, and ice flooded my veins.

Which means I-

The thought was unbearable. Unacceptable. A future I refused to allow.

No. No, I won’t let that happen. I won’t become him. I won’t hurt her like he hurt Mother.

My hand moved on its own, pushing the dagger deeper into Father’s chest. As if by ending him, I could somehow sever the cursed

bloodline. Stop the cycle before it consumed me too.

“FUCK, KAIUS!” Elowen’s voice cut through my spiral. Her hands grabbed mine, trying to pull them away from the blade. “What the hell are you thinking?! At least your father is conscious now! Clear-minded! Didn’t you notice he wasn’t fighting back this entire time?”

Her words barely registered,

“If the real killer was him-with the terrifying power he just showed-he could have torn you apart easily. But he didn’t. He held back.

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I looked down at Father’s face. There was no anger there. No resentment. Just… acceptance. Peace, even.

He’s not fighting this. He’s not trying to defend himself.

Guilt crashed over me like a physical blow.

Fuck. I was so scared of his power. So terrified of what it means for me. For us. That I stopped thinking. Stopped seeing.

My hands released the dagger. It stayed lodged in his chest, a monument to my failure.

“Father,” I whispered. “It really wasn’t you? You didn’t attack Elowen’s pack?”

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He shook his head weakly. Then his eyes-still lucid, thanks to the antidote-focused on me with an intensity that cut through all my fear.

His hand, slick with blood, grasped mine. “Don’t be afraid, my proud son.” His voice was fading but firm. “You will do better than I ever

did. I know it.”

Then he turned to Elowen, something like gratitude crossing his face. “You must act quickly now. Both of you. Morgath’s plans are accelerating. Her threat grows with each passing day.” A pained smile. “But to die free-truly free of that wretched witch’s control-after all this time…” He laughed, the sound wet and gurgling. “I caused so much suffering. So much chaos. For an old Alpha King, this is fitting

penance.”

His hand moved toward the dagger, fingers wrapping around the hilt to pull it deeper-

“NO!” I caught his wrist, yanking the blade free and throwing it aside. “Father, don’t!”

I looked at Elowen desperately. “I need to take him away from here. He needs to recover somewhere safe, somewhere he can rest. My voice cracked. “I’ll find out the truth. I swear to you, Elowen-I’ll get justice for your pack. I promise.”

Elowen grabbed my arm before I could lift Father. “What? You think I’m still suspicious of your father?’ Her tone was sharp but not angry. “And you want to move him in this condition? You’ll kill him before you get halfway home!”

Father’s expression softened into something almost paternal-an expression I hadn’t seen in years.

Elowen transformed. Her white wolf form materialized in a cascade of light, and she began circling Father’s broken body. Divine energy poured from her, washing over his wounds in waves of pure healing power.

The forest itself responded to her magic. Scorched earth began to green again. Burned trees regrew their leaves. Even the air felt cleaner, lighter, as if her presence was purging all the violence and corruption from this place.

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