The Alpha's Borrowed Luna (Abigail Hayes) novel Chapter 207

The Alpha’s Borrowed Luna

Chapter 207

Elowen

I drifted in and out of consciousness, vaguely aware of voices around me–Kaius, Frost, their words blending together. The pain had subsided, replaced by a strange numbness

s that was

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worse. At least pain meant I was still alive.

“You are back.” I forced my eyes open

find Kaius sitting beside my bed, his expression lightening with relief.

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replied, his voice gentle.

“I am; Kieran will be here soon, he says she could help,”

My throat burned with a thirst no water could quench.

my entire body ache. Without thinking, I reached fod never felt anything like it before–a desperate, consuming need that made

throbbing beneath my touch.

Kaius’s hand, fi fingers closing around his wrist where I could feel his pulse

The steady rhythm called to me, igniting a hunger that had nothing to do with food and everything to do with what flowed through his veins.

“Elowen, are you alright?” Concern clouded his features as he studied my face.

I couldn’t answer, transfixed by the blue veins visible beneath the skin of his wrist. My mouth watered, teeth aching with a need!

didn’t understand.

Look at me,” he urged, freeing his hand to cup my face. “Breathe in and breathe out very slowly.”

I forced myself to meet his gaze, struggling to control the strange hunger rising within me. “I’m fine, thank you, I lied, my voice sounding foreign to my own ears.

“I’ll get you something to eat,” he said, starting to rise.

Panic surged through me at the thought of him leaving. “No, please don’t leave me.” I clutched at his arm, my grip stronger than I’d

intended.

“I am here, always.” He settled back into the chair, his thumb stroking my cheek in a gesture meant to be comforting.

All I could focus on was the scent of him–not his usual cologne or the pine–and–winter smell that was distinctly Kaius, but something deeper, richer. The scent of his blood, calling to me.

“Kiss me.” The words escaped before I could stop them, a desperate attempt to get closer to what I truly craved.

Surprise flickered across his face, followed by a wary hesitation. But when I tugged him closer, he didn’t resist, leaning down to press his lips to mine.

The kiss was tender at first, his mouth gentle against mine. But the proximity to what I truly wanted drove me wild with need. I deepened the kiss, my tongue exploring his mouth until I found what I was looking for–the sharp edge of my teeth against his lower lip.

I bit down, not hard enough to cause serious injury but enough to break the skin. The taste of his blood exploded across my tongue, rich and metallic and impossibly satisfying. A moan escaped me as I sucked at the wound, drinking in the essence of him.

Kaius made a sound–not protest but something closer to pleasure, his arms tightening around me as I drank. The taste was intoxicating, better than anything I’d ever experienced, filling me with a strength and vitality I’d thought lost forever.

“What the hell?” Frost’s voice broke through my blood–induced haze

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Chapter 207

I was vaguely aware of hands gripping my shoulders, pulling me away from Kaius with enough force to break our connection. I hissed–actually hissed–in frustration, instinctively fighting against whoever had interrupted my feeding.

“What are you doing? Let her go,” Kaius demanded, reaching for me,

“She was drinking your blood,” Frost replied, keeping a firm grip on my shoulders as I struggled.

“And it’s bad because?” Kaius touched his lip, looking at the blood on his fingertips with more curiosity than alarm.

“She wasn’t doing this for fun; she looked starved and hungry. Take a look at those teeth,” Frost said, his voice tense.