The Alpha's Borrowed Luna (Abigail Hayes) novel Chapter 253

Chapter 253

Kalus

I couldn’t move. It must be these damned fluids being passed into my veins. I was forced to endure hours of pain and agony, the only comfort I got during that time was the minutes I spent thinking about Elowen.

The black liquid burned through me like liquid fire, following my veins with methodical precision. Each new dose sent fresh waves of agony radiating outward from the puncture sites in my arms. My wolf howled within me, weakening with every passing hour as the poison did its work.

My fear was that they got her too; I didn’t mind them taking me; I was ready to bargain my life to save hers if it came down to that. She could go back to Frost, I was confident that he would take good care of her and she could live the rest of her life happy. The only problem was that in this position, my life wasn’t really good enough to make the bargain.

The door opened, flooding the dim room with harsh light. I squinted against the sudden brightness, my vision blurry and unfocused from hours of pain. A familiar scent reached me–one that I’d know anywhere, even through the stench of chemicals and my own blood.

Elower

My heart lurched painfully in my chest. She was here. They’d taken her after all. I struggled against my restraints, summoning what little strength remained in my weakened body.

“Elowen,” I managed, my voice a hoarse whisper.

She stepped fully into the light, and I blinked, trying to clear my vision. When it finally focused, I barely recognized her. She was dressed in a tight black dress I’d never seen before, her makeup dramatic and harsh, highlighting her beauty in a way that seemed almost predatory. But it was her eyes that truly shocked me–cold, distant, lacking the warmth they always held when looking at me,

“Elowen,” I tried again, willing my voice to be stronger. “I need you to listen to me. I know the elders brought you here, I will find a way to get you out of this place.” I paused, fighting through waves of pain to speak clearly. “Once you are safe, you will go to Frost, he will need your support to lead the pack.”

She didn’t respond immediately, walking closer with measured steps, her head tilted slightly as she studied me. Something was wrong. The way she moved, the detached curiosity in her expression this wasn’t the Elowen I knew.

“Elowen, how did you get in here?” Suspicion began to creep through my mind, overriding the initial relief at seeing her.

“Oh. Thalia let me in.” Her voice was casual, as if discussing the weather.

“Thalia. The name tasted like poison on my tongue.

“Yes. Did you eally think you would get away with cheating her?” A small smile played at Elowen’s lips.

“Wait what?” Confusion clouded my thoughts. What was she saying?

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Don’t act all so surprised Lycan. You use people; that’s what you do best.” She circled my chair, trailing her fingers along my shoulders, her touch devoid of the warmth it usually carried.

I shook my head, trying to make sense of what was happening. “Why are you saying these? Elowen, what did they do to you?”

“Do I look like I had been forced in anyway?” She gestured to herself spinning in a slow circle to show off her outfit. No bruises, no signs of compulsion or torture.

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