Chapter 201
Elowen
For one foolish second, I thought Kaius had broken through. That some part of him had resisted.
Then I saw Morgath’s smile.
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“How touching,” I spat before she could speak. “Your ‘perfect pet’ isn’t as well-trained as you thought. Can’t even keep him under control
for five minutes!”
Morgath’s attention snapped to me. “Still so defiant. Even now.” She sounded almost pleased. “That’s good. Breaking a weak spirit is
boring. But you…” She turned back to Kaius. “You’ll fix that, won’t you?”
Kaius released her wrist and stepped back, standing at attention like a soldier awaiting orders.
“You felt pain when I tried to cut the bond,” Morgath said to him conversationally. “That weakness made you forget yourself. Made you
forget who you serve.”
She walked around him slowly, examining her work. “The bond makes you pathetic. Makes you hesitate. And the source of that weakness is right there-* She pointed at me.”—still thinking she means something to you.”
Kaius’s red eyes turned toward me. Blank. Empty.
“Show her what she really is,” Morgath commanded. “A liability. A burden. Something to be discarded.”
“No,” I snarled as he approached the table. “You piece of shit, Kaius! Fight her! You’re supposed to be a fucking King!”
He didn’t respond. Didn’t even flinch.
His massive hand closed around my throat-not squeezing hard enough to kill, but enough to cut off my air. I thrashed against the restraints, fury rather than fear flooding my system.
“Fuck you!” I choked out. “You weak-pathetic-”
His other hand grabbed my shoulder, claws extending. They pressed against the mate mark he’d given me-that permanent scar that was
supposed to mean something.
And then he dragged them across it. Not deep enough to kill, but enough to tear the skin, to make me bleed, to desecrate the one symbol
that should have been sacred between us.
The pain was sharp and immediate. But worse was watching him do it with absolutely no hesitation. No remorse in those dead red eyes.
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“That’s better,” Morgath purred. “You see, Elowen? He doesn’t care. The bond means nothing to him now.”
“Liar!” I spat blood. “He’s under your control! This isn’t real!”
“Isn’t it?” Morgath’s laugh was cruel.
She raised her hand, red magic swirling between her fingers as she began chanting in that ancient, guttural language. The symbols on Kaius’s skin flared brighter, then dimmed slightly-like a chain loosening just enough to allow movement, but not freedom.
Kaius’s eyes flickered. The blank, dead quality shifted into something more aware. More conscious.
“There,” Morgath said with satisfaction. “I’ve loosened one layer of the suppression. Now he can speak with a bit more…
bit more of what’s really inside.” Her smile turned vicious.
She gestured toward me. “Tell her, Kaius. Tell her the truth about how you feel.”
Kaius’s voice came out in that terrible growl, but this time it wasn’t emotionless-it was deliberate. “I hate you.”
I went still.
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“I’ve always hated what you represent,” he continued emotionlessly. “The White Wolf. The legend. The creature more powerful than an Alpha King.” His claws dug deeper into my shoulder. “You made me weak. Made me look inadequate. Made every wolf in the kingdom see
me as lesser.”
“You’re lying,” I said, but my voice wavered.
“Am I?” His face came closer, those monstrous features twisted into something that might have been contempt. “You think I wanted this bond? To be tied to someone who constantly overshadows me? Who makes me look pathetic by comparison?”
“The magic is making you say this-”
“The magic freed me to say what I always thought,” he corrected. “Morgath didn’t create these feelings. She just removed the weakness that made me pretend they didn’t exist.”
My mind reeled. No. This can’t be-
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