The Alpha's Borrowed Luna (Abigail Hayes) novel Chapter 250

The taste of blood filled my mouth–metallic and warm. My cheek burned where Kieran had struck me, the pain radiating outward in pulsing waves. The cold stone floor beneath my knees had numbed my legs hours ago, but I barely noticed it now. All I could focus on was the hatred in Kieran’s eyes as he towered over me, a stranger wearing the face of someone I once trusted.

The heavy door creaked open, and Thalia glided in, her presence filling the damp cell with a suffocating energy. She looked between us, a smile playing at her lips as she noticed the fresh blood on my face.

“Your mate is here. Just as I had said, feelings make us weak, and that was his downfall.”

Her words hit me like a physical blow. Kaius–here? My heart thundered in my chest, fear unlike anything I’d ever known coursing through my veins.

“Don’t you dare harm him.” The words came out hoarse, my throat raw from hours of screaming that no one had heard.

Thalia circled me slowly, her footsteps echoing against the stone walls. “I guess you would want to see him, right?” Her voice was honey–sweet with malice.

Hope and dread warred within me. To see Kaius–to know he was alive–was all I wanted. But what condition would he be in? What had they done to him?

“Let me out.” I pulled against the restraints cutting into my wrists, feeling fresh blood trickle down my fingers. My wings strained against my back, unable to fully emerge in my weakened state.

“I’ll do that, but first, we need to make things clear.” Thalia crouched before me, her ageless face inches from mine. “In whatever you do, you will not try to escape this place. Got it?”

Her voice took on that resonant quality that bypassed all resistance. felt the command sink into my bones like a poison, my body acknowledging the order even as my mind screamed in rebellion. A cold sensation spread from my wrist–the mark she’d left on me burning anew as her control solidified.

“Got it,” I replied mechanically, hating myself for the weakness.

She nodded, satisfied, and unlocked my restraints. My arms fell limply to my sides, shoulders screaming in protest after being bound for so long. I struggled to my feet, knees buckling beneath me. I caught myself against the wall, refusing to collapse in front of her. I would not show weakness. Not now.

The corridors she led me through seemed endless–dark, twisting passages that descended deeper underground. The air grew colder, damper, carrying a scent that made my heart race. Kaius’s scent–his familiar pine and winter smell that I’d know anywhere–but tainted with something wrong, something sickly that made my stomach turn.

“There is your mate,” Thalia announced, stopping before a heavy metal door reinforced with silver.

My heart hammered against my ribs as she turned the key. “Let me in, I demanded, pushing past her the moment the lock clicked.

The scene beyond the door would haunt me forever.

Kaius sat strapped co metal chair in the center of the room, his magnificent body reduced to a shadow of itself. His skin had a gray undertone, black veins visible beneath the surface like a dark web spreading across his body. Tubes ran from his arms to machines that pumped a viscous black liquid directly into his bloodstream.

“Kaius! Kaius, look at me!” I rushed to him, falling to my knees before his chair.

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Chapter 250

His amber eyes, once so bright and fierce, now looked dull and distant. He turned toward me, but there was no recognition in his gaze–only pain and confusion. His lips, cracked and pale, moved without sound.