Alpha's STOLEN Mate (by Abigail Hayes) novel Chapter 216

Chapter 216

Kaius

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I walked slowly back toward Morgath’s laboratory, deliberately casual in my movements. But every step was calculated, measured against

the pulse I felt emanating from my wrist.

The runes Evelyn had embedded in my skin were warm, thrumming with a subtle energy that grew stronger or weaker depending on my proximity to the gemstone. It was like a compass made of magic, guiding me through this crystalline maze.

The buildings around me were identical-white, pristine structures made entirely of crystal, each one indistinguishable from the next. A perfect prison where everything looked the same, where you could wander forever and never truly know where you were.

But I wasn’t wandering. I was hunting.

The signal grew stronger as I approached Morgath’s territory. Each step brought a sharper pulse, a clearer sense of direction. The gemstone was here, somewhere in this cluster of buildings. I could feel it calling through the runes, could almost-

“What are you looking for, Kaius?”

The voice cut through my thoughts like ice water down my spine.

Morgath. Standing behind me, her tone cold and suspicious.

Every instinct screamed danger, but I kept my body perfectly still. Didn’t flinch, didn’t turn too quickly. Just maintained the same casual,

predatory posture I’d been carrying.

“The battle earlier barely got my blood pumping,” I said, my voice carrying just the right note of frustration. “I was just starting to enjoy myself when they ran away like cowards.” I finally turned to face her, letting irritation color my expression. “Now I need somewhere to release this anger. I was going to find Elowen-”

Morgath’s masked face studied me intently, and I could feel her weighing my words, searching for deception. But then her gaze dropped to the blood covering my face and torso-Frost’s blood, Scarlett’s blood, evidence of the brutal fight we’d staged.

Something in her posture relaxed.

She moved closer, her movements predatory and possessive. Before I could react, her hand shot out and grasped my cock through the thin

barrier of clothing.

Humiliation burned through me, but I forced myself to remain still, to accept the violation without protest.

“Releasing anger?” she purred, her grip tightening mockingly. “Or releasing your lust? A beast is always a beast, isn’t it? The fight got you

so worked up that you’re practically throbbing.”

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Chapter 216

Her touch was clinical, degrading-treating me like an object, a toy, something to be examined and controlled.

I swallowed my rage and spoke in a voice that sounded strained, barely controlled. “My lady… please forgive me.”

She laughed and released me, stepping back. I started to turn away, eager to escape before she could probe deeper, but her next words froze me in place.

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“Though no matter how distracted you were,” she said softly, dangerously, “it still doesn’t explain why you couldn’t even kill that weakling Frost, does it?”

Every nerve in my body went taut. This was it-the real test. The moment that would determine if I lived or died, if my careful deception would hold or shatter.

But I didn’t panic. Instead, I let a slow, cold smile spread across my Lycan features as I turned back to face her.

“Couldn’t kill him?” I echoed, my tone almost mocking. “Morgath, do you really understand so little?” I tilted my head, studying her masked face. “Tell me when you have a weak opponent, what’s more entertaining? Killing them quickly and being done with it? Or playing with them, giving them just enough hope to keep struggling, then crushing that hope over and over?”

For a long moment, she said nothing.

Then she laughed-a genuine sound of delight..

“Oh? You find the latter more interesting as well?”

I let my smile turn savage. “Naturally. I just didn’t expect them to have Scarlett as backup. Let things slip through my claws a bit.” I

shrugged, unconcerned. “But even mistakes are part of the game’s pleasure, aren’t they? I’m already looking forward to the next round.”

Morgath’s entire demeanor shifted. The suspicion melted away, replaced by something approaching admiration. She moved close again,

her hands roaming over my chest, fingers trailing through the blood on my face. She brought one bloodstained finger to her lips and

licked it, her tongue savoring the taste.

“God!” she breathed. “You’re becoming more like me every day! A game that’s too easy holds no interest at all!” Her voice dropped to

something almost intimate. “You did very well tonight, Kaius.”

Relief crashed through me, carefully hidden behind my bestial mask.

Just wait, I thought coldly. When you’re dying, you’ll understand that you were killed by your own arrogant game.

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