Alpha's STOLEN Mate (by Abigail Hayes) novel Chapter 272

Chapter 272

My throat tightened. “This is a dream. I know it’s a dream. But god, if I could just-just one more time-”

“Once?” She moved closer, flowers parting before her like subjects before a queen. “No, child. The Moon Goddess watches her descendants

with particular interest. She’s seen your suffering. Your strength. Your transformation from scared girl to powerful queen. And she is… pleased.”

The world tilted. “You speak of the Moon Goddess with disturbing familiarity.” I stepped back, ice in my voice. “Who are you really?”

Lysandra’s form shimmered, and for a split second, I saw something else-something divine and terrible and beautiful all at once. “Does it matter what name I wear? Lysandra the witch? Messenger of the divine? Or perhaps…” Her voice echoed with power. “Something more?”

“You’re insane.” But my voice shook. Because deep down, something in me recognized her. Recognized this place. As if I’d been here before,

in dreams I couldn’t quite remember.

“Your entire life has been orchestrated, Elowen. Every trial, every loss, every moment of joy-all leading to this. The Moon Goddess needed you to understand true loss. To survive the unsurvivable. To find hope in absolute darkness.” She gestured to the meadow. “And you have.”

Anger flared hot in my chest. “You’re telling me my whole life has been some cosmic puppet show? That Kaius died because some goddess

wanted to teach me a lesson?”

“Not a lesson.” Her voice gentled. “An awakening. You are the last of the Moon Goddess’s direct line. Your white wolf form, your elemental powers, your ability to unite packs-all of it stems from her blood. But the final evolution requires something more than power.”

“Let me guess,” I snarled. “Suffering?”

“Transcendence.” She plucked a flower, and it burst into silver flames that didn’t burn. “The ability to let go completely, to surrender everything, and still choose hope. Only then can the final seal break.”

“I don’t care about seals or evolution or cosmic bullshit!” The words ripped from my throat. “I want Kaius back! If you’re so powerful, if the Moon Goddess is so invested in my life, then give him back to me!”

Lysandra studied me for a long moment. Then she smiled-a real smile, warm and sad and ancient all at once.

“His soul never truly died, child. What is a body but a vessel? What is death but a doorway?” She gestured to the flowers around us. “Every petal here contains a fragment of his essence, preserved in this space between worlds. His spirit lingers because your bond won’t let him go.”

My heart stopped. Started. Raced. “You mean-

“I will reshape his flesh. Restore what was lost. Return to you a mate whose love transcends death itself.” Her form began to fade, becoming translucent. “But know this-the third great catastrophe approaches the wolf nation. You must be ready. You must achieve your final evolution, or all will be lost.”

‘I don’t care about catastrophes!” I reached for her, desperate. “Just bring him back! Please!”

“Go now, child of the moon. Your mate awaits.” Her voice echoed from everywhere and nowhere. “Remember-with great power comes

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