Alpha's STOLEN Mate (by Abigail Hayes) novel Chapter 200

Chapter 200

Elowen

After Kaius left, I sat in stunned silence for what felt like hours.

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My emotions were a tangled mess-fear, despair, confusion-but cutting through it all was pure, incandescent rage.

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Fuck. Your father managed to resist Morgath’s control. He held onto enough of himself that he refused to kill wolves even when she commanded

him. But you?

I stared at the spot where he’d stood, where he’d spoken to me in that terrible growl.

You’re the perfect little lapdog. Completely obedient. No resistance at all.

My mate-the Alpha King—was about to become a mindless pet. And he’d shown no sign of fighting it. Worse, he was helping them. Urging me to accept the ceremony. To submit to having my bond severed.

If I’d known it would end like this, I should have killed him before. At least death preserves dignity. At least he could have died as a King instead

of living as… this.

What would Kaius think if he could see himself now? If he had even a shred of awareness left, he’d probably choose death over this

existence.

God, Kaius. What have you become?

I don’t know how much time passed before the door opened again.

The Lycan entered-Kaius’s twisted form filling the doorway, his red eyes glowing in the crystal light.

“It’s time,” he said in that awful voice. “Elowen. The witch is ready to begin your transformation.”

I couldn’t believe he was saying this. Couldn’t process that these words were coming from my mate.

He unlocked the cage with practiced ease, and when I tried to back away, his massive hand shot out and grabbed my waist. Before I could react, he’d lifted me effortlessly and slung me over his shoulder like a sack of grain,

“PUT ME DOWN!” I kicked at his body, hammering my fists against his back. “You fucking-”

His grip tightened just slightly.

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Pain exploded through my ribcage. Not enough to break bones, but enough to steal my breath and make stars dance in my vision.

“Fuck! FUCK! Just kill me!” I gasped out. “Kill me now!”

He paused mid-step. For a moment, I thought I’d gotten through to him. Then his red eyes fixed on me with that horrible blank

intelligence.

“Be still,” he said calmly. “I don’t want to damage the witch’s gift.”

“Gift?!” I wanted to scream. “Do you even know who I am?! Do you know who you are?!”

He resumed walking, his voice utterly emotionless. “You are Elowen. The witch’s required offering for tonight’s ceremony. I am the

executor of today’s task.”

Oh God. He’s become a machine. Just programming and obedience.

Of course. A machine’s body-that terrifying Lycan strength-paired with a machine’s mind. The perfect pet.

We entered a laboratory that made my blood run cold.

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The walls and floor were constructed from that same white crystal, but the ceiling was completely open. Violet light poured down from the alien sky above, concentrating into a single beam that illuminated a table at the room’s center. Not a medical table-something worse. Restraints built into the surface. Channels carved into the crystal to catch blood.

An altar, not an operating table.

“God!” Morgath’s delighted voice rang out. “Stupid Lycan! Don’t break my precious treasure!”

Kaius actually looked… embarrassed? He gently-almost carefully-lowered me from his shoulder and set me on my feet.

“Forgive me, Mistress,” he said, and I heard genuine contrition in his terrible voice. “She was uncooperative. I used only the minimal force

necessary.”

They’ve trained him. Actually trained him like a dog. Not just control-behavioral conditioning.

Morgath approached, her movements graceful, almost dancing. She cupped my chin in her cold hand, tilting my face up to meet her

masked gaze.

“Elowen! Are you ready?” Her voice was sweet poison. “Very soon, that troublesome bond will be extracted. I know you’ve always resented it-the way it chains you, restricts you, forces unwanted connection.” Her thumb traced my jawline. “Tonight, it ends. And without it anchoring you to your humanity… I’ll transform you into an even better pet than Kaius.”

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She leaned closer, and I could smell something chemical and wrong beneath her perfume. “Good girl. My precious little wolf.”

No. NO.

I looked at Kaius desperately, searching for any sign-any glimmer-of the man I loved.

Please. Please snap out of it for just one second. Just long enough to kill her. She’s completely vulnerable right now. One strike and this

nightmare ends.

But as he approached, following Morgath’s silent gesture, I saw nothing in those crimson eyes. No recognition. No inner struggle. Just

obedience.

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It was always just a fantasy. The idea that some part of him was still fighting. Still there.

Kaius lifted me effortlessly and placed me on the table. The restraints closed around my wrists and ankles with metallic clicks. Then he stepped back and positioned himself beside Morgath, standing at attention like a guard dog.

“How wonderful!” Morgath clasped her hands together. “My two favorite wolves! Soon you’ll both be with me forever!” Her voice dropped to something almost tender. “Though I must warn you, Elowen-the process is… uncomfortable. But I’m sure you’ll endure.”

She moved to my side and began chanting in that ancient, ear-scraping language. The words made my teeth ache and my skin crawl.

Pain began building in my chest. Not physical pain-something deeper. Like someone was reaching into my soul and pulling at the

threads that held me together.

Across the room, Kaius shifted uncomfortably. Just a small movement, but enough to show he was feeling it too.

Good. At least this hurts you as much as it hurts me.

The pain intensified. And then I saw it.

The bond itself became visible-manifesting as a shimmering thread of light stretching between Kaius and me. Under the purple illumination from above, it glowed brilliantly. Beautiful. Unbreakable.

Or so I’d thought.

Morgath produced a knife from her robes. As she chanted over it, the blade began to glow with that same sickly purple light.

She brought it closer to the bond, and my entire body screamed in protest. Every cell, every instinct, every piece of my being rejected

what was about to happen.

Kaius’s discomfort was growing more visible. He pressed a hand to his chest, his breathing becoming labored.

He feels it too. The bond is part of both of us. Cutting it will hurt him just as much.

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The blade touched the bond.

Agony unlike anything I’d experienced tore through me. I screamed-couldn’t help it-the sound raw and animalistic.

Kaius staggered, his massive form swaying. Both hands clutched at his chest now, his eyes wide with something that might have been fear.

Morgath raised the knife higher, preparing for the decisive cut that would sever the connection forever-

Kaius’s hand shot out and caught her wrist.

Time seemed to stop.

I stared at him, unable to process what I was seeing.

Morgath’s head whipped around, shock and fury warring on what I could see of her face beneath the mask. “Kaius!” Her voice was sharp,

dangerous. “What do you think you’re doing, you beast?!”

But Kaius didn’t release her. His grip tightened—not violently, but firmly. Preventing her from completing the cut.

“Forgive me, Mistress,” he said, and his voice was different now. Strained. Desperate. “But… please don’t do this.”

His other hand pressed harder against his chest, and I realized he was trembling.

‘Something’s wrong,” he continued, the words coming out broken. “I feel… emptiness. Hollowness. Like my life is draining away.” His red eyes met Morgath’s, and I saw something in them I hadn’t seen since his transformation.

Fear.

‘I’m dying,’ he whispered. “Mistress, I’m dying.”

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