The Alpha's Unclaimed Mate novel Chapter 65

Chapter 65: Naked, Unconscious, & Hosed Off

"I put it on the chair," Fin said, without looking up.

Hale crossed the room and inspected it, lifting the fabric, smelling it. His expression hardened. He glanced at Elara.

"I pulled it from Dex’s quarters," Elara explained. "He and Agnes were in the bathing chamber together."

Fin’s expression did not change. But the words slid under his ribs and burned.

Anger, precise and unwelcome, coiled tight in his chest.

Xeon: She broke the matebond this morning, remember? I’m sure she walked in on something.

Hale’s voice cut through the thought before Fin could follow it further.

"Poison," Hale announced. "Alaric says to rinse her immediately."

That was all it took.

Fin already had her in his arms by the time Hale finished the sentence, moving with sharp efficiency toward the bathing chamber.

A large tub dominated the space, a standing shower set into the stone wall beside it.

Fin did not slow. He cranked the faucet, not caring that his own clothes were getting soaked in the process.

Elara was in there a second later.

Without a word, she helped him hose Serena down.

She hesitated, mindlinking Hale. But Fin was already there, thinking the same thing. He wasn’t going to leave any chance of poison remaining on her.

He ripped her sports bra off, tearing it in half, and ripped her thong off. No time for modesty.

Fin’s breath hitched. He forced himself not to stare. But gods...was it possible she was more beautiful than the Moon Goddess herself?

Xeon: You’re staring.

Fin: I’m not.

Xeon: You absolutely are.

Fin: Shut up.

The question came to his mind again. What was she? Part wolf, but what is the other part?

"If she asks, this never happened," Elara muttered, continuing to hose her off.

"I want to get her hair and face. Will you—"

Before Fin finished his question, Elara grabbed a towel. He wrapped it around Serena’s body. Then they worked together on her hair, face, and neck.

They were thorough and no words were needed.

Elara was there with a bathrobe a second later.

Fin carried her out of the bathing chamber. He was soaking wet, but had no intention of putting her down. "There’s poison residue on that bed."

"On it," Elara answered, already reading him. "Let’s move to the room next door."

"Alaric said to give her the tonic—"

Elara already had it in hand.

Fin stopped mid-sentence, the corner of his mouth tightening in approval, and carried Serena into the adjacent room. He set her down carefully on the clean bed, adjusting her with deliberate gentleness.

"Garrett once said your father was the best beta in the Crythian Expanse," Fin remarked. "I can already tell you were born for it."

"You... you knew Garrett?"

"Yes. Darkhowler’s declared heir. He is taking the throne," Fin said. "He saved my life five years ago. We take turns now." He grinned, rare and genuine. "Darkhowler could not have made a better choice."

Elara’s mouth fell open. "He is alive? That is not possible. We saw him die."

"I thought you knew." Fin looked up and caught the shine in her eyes. The last thing he wanted was to tip her into something heavier.

Elara recovered quickly and gave a warm smile.

"That is incredible news. Serena always blamed herself for—"

His wolf said ’mate’ the moment she entered the tent at the High Council meeting. He’d caught a scent in the breeze earlier, but couldn’t identify it. It put him and his wolf on edge.

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