Alpha's STOLEN Mate (by Abigail Hayes) novel Chapter 83

Chapter 83

He pulled out his phone and sent a quick message before moving to the door with gentlemanly courtesy.

“Shall we?” he asked, opening it with flourish.

Fucking show-off, I thought viciously, but followed him into the hallway.

The elevator ride started peacefully enough-just me seething in silence while Kaius hummed some tune under his breath like he didn’t have a care in the world. But of course, nothing involving him could stay simple for long.

The doors opened on the fifteenth floor, and Cassius stepped inside.

His expression immediately darkened as he took in our proximity, his jaw clenching with barely suppressed jealousy.

“Well, well,” he said with forced casualness. “Fancy meeting you here. Heading downstairs too?”

I opened my mouth to deflect, but Kaius smoothly intervened with that charming smile he used to disarm enemies.

“Cassius, isn’t it? Pleasure to meet you.” His tone was perfectly professional, but I caught the predatory gleam in his eyes. “Elowen and I are stepping out to discuss some… sensitive matters. She mentioned needing somewhere more private, where we can speak freely about

anything.”

The implication hit Cassius like a physical blow. His face went pale, then flushed with humiliated anger.

“Private?” he managed, his voice cracking slightly.

Kaius turned to me with mock concern. “That’s right, isn’t it, Elowen? You said you had things to tell me that required complete privacy?”

Trapped between protecting Cassius and maintaining my cover, I could only nod. miserably.

“Of course,” Cassius said with bitter resignation. “Client needs come first. Always.”

The elevator descended one more floor before he practically fled through the opening doors, his shoulders rigid with defeat.

The moment we were alone, I whirled to face Kaius with fury blazing in my eyes. But before I could unleash the torrent of curses building in my throat, he backed me against the elevator wall.

“God, seeing his face when I claimed you…” His voice was rough with raw desire. “Do you have any idea how that turns me on?”

His mouth crashed against mine before I could respond, the kiss not just hungry, but a brutal, possessive brand. One hand fisted in my

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hair, yanking my head back to give him deeper access. The other slid down my spine with predatory heat, not stopping at the small of my

back. His calloused fingers hooked into the waistband of my jeans, and with shocking intimacy, slipped beneath the fabric, past the lace of

my panties.

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A choked gasp escaped me as his fingers pressed directly against my slick, aching heat.

Despite every rational thought being incinerated on the spot, my traitorous body responded with a tidal wave of need so overwhelming my knees nearly buckled. The mate bond roared with triumph, my wolf clawing to the surface as his touch sent a jolt of pure lightning through me. He was fire, and I was kindling left in a drought.

No, no, no-

But my silent protest was stolen by his groan as he felt my wetness bloom against his fingers. His thumb began to move in a slow, torturous circle, and that was it. I was lost. My mouth opened for him, kissing him back with a desperate, frantic hunger that matched his own. Years of suppressed longing erupted like a volcano, and I arched shamelessly against his hand, chasing the pleasure, begging for the friction, betraying every single vow I had ever made to myself.

When the elevator doors finally opened with a soft chime, he pulled back just enough to meet my dazed eyes.

“Tell me you’re not disappointed the ride ended so quickly,” he murmured against my lips, his voice thick with smug satisfaction.

Heat flooded my cheeks as reality crashed back over me. I was in an elevator in my office building, disheveled and breathing hard from making out with the man who’d kidnapped and tortured me.

What the hell is wrong with me?

But his knowing smile told me he’d seen every second of my surrender, every moment when my body had betrayed my conscious will.

“Come on, little wolf,” he said, straightening his tie with casual arrogance. “The evening is just getting started.”

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