The Alpha's Borrowed Luna (Abigail Hayes) novel Chapter 254

“Yes, I remember telling you that, she replied, straightening up. I would have told you anything you wanted to hear, just as long as you believed me, Kaius. You hurt me, and not everyone is as forgiving as you think. So I played you.”

Each word was a knife to my heart, but I refused to believe it. This couldn’t be real. This couldn’t be happening. Not Elowen. Not my

Elowen.

“You know what? I don’t believe you, Elowen; they forced you to say this to me, didn’t they?” I searched her face for any sign that

this was an act, that the real Elowen was still in there somewhere.

“You’ve been investigating the murders in the pack, and stupid love sick you didn’t include me on the list. Her smile widened. “Who did you think freed Thalia? Who do you think killed those soldiers, and let’s not forget the poor little girl you found dead, her body

torn limb from limb and thrown into the well.”

Suddenly, it all made sense: the lack of leads, the way the killer navigated our security. The realization brought back the memory of

finding the little girl’s body, the horror, the consuming rage.

“Elowen, if you think you are doing this to help me in some way, then don’t. This won’t help me, tell me this is all lies.” I was begging now, willing to grab onto any explanation other than the one before me.

“Now you would feel my pain; you would understand what it feels like to be heartbroken,” she continued mercilessly. “I thought Dorian was bad, but everything evil that happened to me was because of you, and that had to end.”

She stepped back, turning toward the door. “Kieran, you could come in now… love.

The name was a jolt, sharp and painful. He entered the room, his eyes never leaving Elowen as he moved to her side.

“You could return the ring now,” she said, extending her hand to him. He slipped a familiar moonstone ring onto her finger.

“Beautiful, isn’t it?”

“Beautiful,” Kieran agreed, his voice low. “Just as you, my love.”

Bile rose in my throat as his hand possessively encircled her waist, drawing her against him. Elowen smiled up at him, the warmth I’d always craved directed at another man.

“It had been all part of the plan I made with Kieran,” she explained, turning back to me. “I knew you would be weak enough to accept me back. For a powerful Lycan, you were quite easy to play.”

Every word, every gesture drove the knife deeper.

“Do you know what they would do to you?” She continued, pleasure evident in her voice. “They would take away your wolf with the very same weapon you used to kill those elders. You would be brought down to nothing, and as appealing as that sound, I wouldn’t want to hang around to watch.”

I tried to lunge forward, my muscles straining against the restraints. Wise option,” I spát, fury beginning to replace the shock and

heartbreak.

“Don’t hold your breath; you won’t be getting out of here anytime soon,” she said, turning toward the door.

“Wait.” My voice had dropped to a dangerous growl, something shifting inside me as I watched her pause. “When I get out here, I will kill your lover, Kieran, and after that, I will kill you, bitch.”

My threat hung between us, feeling as light and empty as air.