“What is that?” My heart stuttered as I recognized the DNA test results.
Kaius’s expression shifted, something unreadable passing across his features. “I had a little suspicion. He picked up the paper, his eyes never leaving mine. “I hadn’t actually been sleeping.”
Understanding dawned. “You came here earlier?”
“Yes, I’m sorry and also not. How else would I know that this proves you aren’t related to me?” He held up the results, the decisive negative for familial relation clearly visible.
My mouth went dry. “You read it?”
“Of course. Why didn’t you tell me, Elowen?” There was no anger in his voice, only genuine confusion.
“What difference would it make? When you were having fun, I had been finding a way to get back together with you, and… I just didn’t see the need of telling you anymore.” The bitterness I’d been nursing resurfaced, though weakened by the lingering fear from my nightmare.
“This was the reason you came to our room, right?” He studied me intently.
“Yes, it was.” No point in lying now.
He took a deep breath, setting the paper aside. “Elowen, I need to ask you a question.”
“Well, ask on.” I pulled the sheets tighter around me, suddenly feeling vulnerable.
“Has your love for me changed?” His voice dropped lower, a hint of uncertainty I rarely heard from him.
The question caught me off guard, forcing me to examine my own feelings.
“No. Not one bit. I love you and nothing can change that, but I’ve learned that with you things would always be complicated; you just always seem to be in this different cycle, and I am somewhere below.”
“I am begging you for a chance, Elowen, and I don’t care if you want me to kneel before the whole pack and say this all over again.” The intensity in his voice, the sincerity in his eyes, made my breath catch.
A thought occurred to me–a way to balance the scales, to make him understand how it felt to be vulnerable. “You would do anything?”
“Anything.” No hesitation, his amber eyes steady on mine.
“What i tell you to strip?” I asked.
His lips curved in a slow smile. “That would be a twist of events… one I would love.”
“What are you waiting for?” I found myself on more solid ground, the nightmare’s grip loosening as I reclaimed
I of the
moment.
To my surprise, he complied, rising to his feet and methodically removing his clothing.
“Keep going, Alpha,” I instructed.
When he stood before me completely bare, I nodded in satisfaction. That would do. Now beg for another chance.”
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“So that’s what wa
are doing. Amusement glinted in his eyes, but he knelt beside the bed without protest.
“What else did you think we would do?” I raised an eyebrow, enjoying the rare role reversal.
“Elowen, I am so sorry for being a jerk, and I think you are very much in my circle; please would you give me a chance?” The words were spoken with surprising humility for a man of his status.
“I will think about it,” I replied, though we both knew my decision was already made.
“Now may I get dressed, Elowen?” He gestured to his discarded clothing.
“I don’t know; I kind of like seeing you…” I teased, the last of the nightmare’s chill replaced by a different kind of heat.
“Elowen, I won’t hurt you; I just don’t feel very comfortable in that position.”
“Fine, get dressed and go,” I said with a smirk. “Don’t worry, seeing you like this has already eased my mind. No more nightmares for
me tonight.”
He laughed softly, his eyes holding mine as he pulled on his clothes.
“Good night, my queen.”
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The Alpha’s Borrowed Luna
Chapter 141
I stretched awake in Frost’s room, feeling pleasantly sore from the night before. The memory of Kaius on his knees, completely vulnerable before me, brought a smile to my lips. That sight alone had been worth all the heartache.
“I am surprised, Frost’s voice came from the doorway, startling me from my thoughts.
“What?” I turned to find him leaning against the frame, a knowing smirk on his face.
‘From Kaius’s emotions, I didn’t think you would still be here, I’d have thought you were back in his room being… banged.” He raised an eyebrow suggestively.
“Frost!” Heat rushed to my face at his bluntness.
He laughed, crossing the room to pour himself coffee from the pot on his small table. “He usually has no restraints, but I guess he is indeed trying.”
I sat up straighter, curiosity piqued despite my embarrassment. “So Kaius was like… turned on?”
“Yeah, I guess you did play him.” Frost’s eyes held a warning I wasn’t sure I wanted to heed.
“I did,” I admitted, unable to keep the satisfaction from my voice. “And I enjoyed every bit of it.”
“Tsk. That was a dangerous thing to do. He would be back.” Frost sipped his coffee, watching me over the rim.
“He would be back for me?” The thought sent a thrill through me that was equal parts fear and anticipation.
“You keep repeating what I’ve already said.” He rolled his eyes, but his tone remained light.
“He won’t get me, I would be here in your room; he wouldn’t get to me in here, right?” I pulled the blanket tighter around me, suddenly less confident.
“And who is going to stop him?”
“I thought you were on my side.” I frowned, feeling betrayed.
“He is my Alpha; there is only little I can do and you started it.” Frost shrugged, though amusement still danced in his eyes.
“So… what do I do?” I asked, genuinely uncertain.
“You could go up to him.”
“Go up to him. The suggestion seemed preposterous.
“If you deny him any further, he would be back for you.” There was no doubt in Frost’s voice.
‘I can’t go throwing myself at him.” My pride rebelled at the thought
“Oh, he would strip you of that little pride soon.” Frost’s grin widened at my obvious discomfort.
“You are supposed to be my friend.” I threw a pillow at him, which he caught effortlessly.
“This is a very friendly advice.” He tossed the pillow back, his expression turning more serious. “Elowen, don’t play games you aren’t prepared to finish. Kaius has been remarkably patient, all things considered.”
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His words stuck with me. Keeping my power felt good, but I still waited Kalus. The DNA test was clear: we weren’t related. The only barrier was the crap between us and my own stubbornness.
Pride won. I avoided Kaius and went to my mother’s room instead. I walked through the halls with the DNA results in my pocket, thinking about what to say. The guard at my mother’s door nodded and let me pass.
My mother rose from her chair when I entered, surprise and cautious hope in her expression. Without preamble, I pulled out the folded paper and slapped it onto her small table.
“You know what that is?” I asked, my voice tight with suppressed emotion. “That is a DNA test result, proving that Kaius and I don’t share a parent. You have a lot of explanations to do that could either make things better, or very, very worse, and I really don’t know what could be worse than our current situation, but I really don’t want to find out either.”
My mother stared at the paper, her hands trembling slightly as she picked it up. “Kaius is not… related to you? Her voice was barely above a whisper. “Are you sure?”
“You could clearly read it off the result.” I crossed my arms, waiting.
She sank into her chair, the paper clutched in her hand. “I’m so sorry”
“You should be. So, what were you trying to do? What was the game here, mother?” The words came out harsher than I’d intended, but I couldn’t pull them back now.
“I told you that I hoped the news would lead to your separation, but that was because I thought it was true.” Her eyes met mine, anguish evident in their depths. “All these years, when you asked about your father… I thought it was Alaric; I had always believed he was the father of my child. That was why I never told you; that kind of knowledge would be dangerous.”
“How couldn’t you know the man that got you pregnant?” The question burst from me, incredulous.
Her expression shuttered, and I immediately regretted my words. “I’m sorry.”
“No. Don’t be. I hadn’t remembered being with anyone at that period..” She paused, pain etching deeper lines around her eyes. “I had been sedated more than once; who knows what happened then.”
My anger dissolved, replaced by a sickness in the pit of my stomach. The implications of what she was saying hit me like a physical blow. “I shouldn’t have come; I’m sorry, I just… I didn’t know what I was thinking.”
“Elowen, stay,” she pleaded as I turned to go. I hesitated, then slowly faced her again.
“You know, I really don’t know which would have been worse: if Alaric was your father or if your father was an unknown man that I’m sure I wouldn’t recognize.” She folded the test results carefully, her hands steadier now.
“This is not your fault, but as much as I love you, this has to come to an end.” I moved to sit beside her, taking her hand in mine.
“It will, promise. I had been so afraid I had lost you; you are everything I have left, and I had hurt you more than anyone, I am so sorry.” Tears glistened in her eyes. “I am tired of living in the past; of course a lot of things happened in my past, but a lot more could happen in the future, and that’s what I have to focus on. Alaric is dead and had paid for his crime; I cannot let his ghost haunt me; it is time to move on too.”
“I like that. We could start afresh, and all those things I said, I didn’t mean them. I don’t hate you, and you will always be my mother.” The reconciliation felt right, necessary–a healing I hadn’t known I needed until this moment.
We talked for nearly an hour, rebuilding bridges I’d feared might be permanently destroyed. When I finally left her apartment, a weight had lifted from my shoulders.
