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The Lycan King's Outcast Omega Ch. 22
Alaric Dawn hasn't broken yet, but sleep is impossible. My lycan paces restlessly, replaying yesterday's confrontation with Sage in the rain. The way her silver-blonde hair clung to her skin. The defiance in those violet eyes. The scent of her – honeysuckle and rain and something that calls to every primitive instinct I possess.“Mate,” Phantom growls. “Protect.”But how do I protect someone who sees safety as a cage?"You look like shit." Garrett strides into my office without knocking, dropping a stack of reports on my desk.I glare at him. "Your timing is impeccable, as always.""You're going to want to hear this." All humor leaves his face. "Blue Moon Pack was hit last night. Three omegas taken."The wood of my chair splinters under my grip. "Taken? Not killed?""No bodies found. But the survivors reported the mutant wolves seemed... selective. They ignored stronger wolves to target the omegas specifically."Images flash through my mind – Sage alone in the healing wing, Sage wande
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Sage Everything hurts. I discover muscles I didn't know existed as I drag myself out of bed the morning after training. But the physical aches are nothing compared to the panic that sets in when Iris bursts into my room like a whirlwind."Emergency!" She's already throwing open the massive wardrobe that intimidates me daily. "The Northern Pack delegation is arriving tonight for a formal gathering. We have exactly eight hours to make you presentable."My stomach drops. "I can just . . . not go?"Iris spins to face me, hands on hips. "You're living in the Lycan King's packhouse. Attendance isn't optional.""But I'm just—""If you say 'just an omega' I will throw something at you." She rifles through dresses I've been too scared to touch. "You calmed a feral wolf yesterday. Pretty sure that earns you a seat at the table."Right. The incident that everyone's probably still talking about. I bite my lip, remembering the way Alaric looked at me afterward – like I was a puzzle he couldn't sol
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Sage Dawn paints the training field in shades of gold as we gather for morning practice. I'm still sore from yesterday, but a different kind of tension thrums through me as I watch Alaric demonstrate today's defensive moves. His powerful frame moves with fluid grace, and I force myself to focus on the technique rather than the way his training shirt clings to his shoulders."You're staring," Iris whispers, appearing at my elbow."I'm studying his form," I protest, heat climbing into my cheeks."Oh, I bet you are." She grins wickedly. "Want to hear about the time he fell into the creek trying to show off for a pretty wolf?""Iris—""Partner up!" Alaric's command cuts through the morning air. Before I can move, Iris grabs my arm."You're with me today." Her smile promises trouble. "Time for some bestie bonding."We square off on the training mats. Iris moves into the first defensive stance, and I mirror her, remembering yesterday's lessons."Did you know," she says conversationally as w
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Alaric From my office window, their laughter carries on the morning breeze. Sage and Iris sit in the garden, heads bent together over breakfast, sunlight turning Sage's silver-blonde hair to starfire. My lycan rumbles with contentment at seeing our mate happy, even if we can't claim her yet.Then the wind shifts, bringing a scent that turns my blood to ice. My parents are here. Three weeks early.By the time the guards announce their arrival, I'm already in the courtyard. Phantom paces beneath my skin, agitated by the approaching threat to our fragile peace.Father's power hits like a physical wave as their carriage arrives – cold, implacable Alpha energy that used to send me to my knees as a pup. Now I stand firm, though something deep inside still wants to flinch."Alaric." His voice carries the weight of decades of judgment. Even before he steps down, his eyes scan the courtyard, cataloging weaknesses. "Your eastern guard post is exposed. A child could breach it.""Father." I bow e
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Sage The scent of healing herbs usually calms me, but today even the familiar routine of sorting leaves and roots can't quiet my nerves. The servants' whispers echo through the healing wing like falling leaves:"—alliance meeting—" "—King Perseus himself suggested—" "—perfect match, really—"I focus harder on the yarrow leaves in my hands, trying to make myself smaller, invisible. But invisibility is impossible when Eris sweeps through the door with King Perseus himself, her voice carrying with practiced precision."The Northern borders have always been our primary concern," she's saying. "My father's pack has defended that territory for generations.""Indeed." Perseus's cold approval makes me want to shrink into the shadows. "Your knowledge of pack politics is... refreshing."His gaze slides over me like I'm less than nothing. Eris's smile shows just a hint of fang."Oh, Sage dear," she trills. "Those leaves are for fever reduction. The healing wing really should have someone more...
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Sage It's the fragments that catch my attention first – hushed voices drifting from Alaric's study as I pass."—becoming a liability—" "—can't protect the pack if we're constantly—" "—have to make a decision about the omega—"I freeze, pressing against the wall beside the partially open door. Alaric's voice cuts through the others, tight with tension."She stays. That's not up for discussion.""But my King, after what happened at the gathering—""I said no."The finality in his tone should be reassuring. Instead, it reminds me of all the times Cassius defended keeping me around at Blackthorn – right up until I became inconvenient.I slip away before they can discover me eavesdropping. The word "liability" echoes in my head as I make my way to the dining hall, hoping food might settle my churning stomach.The moment I enter, I know it's a mistake. Eris sits at a table with three other high-ranking she-wolves, their voices carrying just enough to seem unintentional."—always had a soft
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SageThe moon is my only witness as I slip from the packhouse. Three hours until dawn – I've learned to measure time by shadows and silence. Blackthorn taught me that, along with how to move unseen, how to become nothing more than a whisper in the dark.My small bag weighs heavy against my back, filled with only essentials. No luxuries from the closet that was never mine. No delusions about belonging.The first guard patrol passes below my window – right on schedule. They're clockwork in their movements, just like at Blackthorn. Different pack, same predictable patterns. I count their steps until they round the corner, then ease into the shadows of the garden.The irony isn't lost on me as I use the defensive moves from training to avoid detection. Keep low, stay aware, use your surroundings. Alaric's voice echoes in my head, and I shove away the ache in my chest at the thought of him.A twig snaps nearby. I freeze, pressing against rough bark, barely breathing. Two guards pass so clos
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Alaric I feel it first as a sharp spike of terror that isn't mine. The mate bond pulses with Sage's fear, yanking me from a meeting about border security."—and the northern patrols—" Garrett's voice fades as another wave hits me. Despair. Betrayal. Pain.I'm on my feet before I realize I'm moving. "Find her. Now.""Alpha?""Sage." Her name comes out as a growl. "Something's wrong."My beast claws beneath my skin as I stride through the packhouse, following traces of her scent. She was in the library recently – honeysuckle and rain lingering near her favorite window seat. But the trail goes cold at the entrance.More guards join the search. No one has seen her for hours. Each minute that passes sends my wolf into greater frenzy. The bond pulses with her distress, but I can't pinpoint her location."The grounds are clear," Iris reports, face tight with worry. "No sign of her in the gardens or training fields."A servant mentions seeing her run from my study earlier. When I burst in, he
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Lyra The palace looks different this time—less intimidating, more like a potential sanctuary than a gilded prison. Maybe it's because I'm not arriving as a captive or a curiosity, but as someone making a conscious choice to return. Or maybe I'm just too exhausted to be intimidated anymore."You okay?" Kieran asks, pulling his horse alongside mine as we approach the eastern gate."Just tired," I assure him, though that's only part of the truth. The bond with Alexander strengthens with every hoofbeat closer to the palace, the familiar silver warmth spreading through my chest after days of uncomfortable stretching.The guards at the gate snap to attention when they recognize me, their expressions a mixture of relief and curiosity. They wave us through with minimal questions, though I notice how their eyes linger on Kieran and the other healers with suspicion.Some things haven't changed, then.The eastern courtyard bustles with activity—servants carrying supplies, guards changing shifts
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Alexander "Your Highness, the eastern patrol has returned."I look up from the maps spread across my desk to see Captain Merrick standing at attention in the doorway. The grim set of his mouth tells me he's not bringing good news."Report," I command, straightening to my full height."We've confirmed the presence of at least eight individuals matching Northern territory descriptions moving through the eastern forests." He points to the area on my map where Lyra's healing community had relocated. "They're using search patterns consistent with tracking specific targets, not random patrols."My stomach knots. "How close to the healer settlement?""Too close," he admits. "Less than five miles from their last known location."A surge of power—part Alpha, part healing—runs through me at the news, making the maps glow faintly beneath my hands. I've been fighting these manifestations all day, each one stronger than the last as the bond between Lyra and me stretches with our separation."Shit
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Lyra "What existed between us was real," I acknowledge quietly. "Friendship, respect, potential for more. I never denied that.""And now?" His question carries no accusation, only sincere desire to understand where my boundaries are now."Now complexity exists where once things seemed so simple between us, so easy." I reply, honesty demanded by years of trust between us. "The bond with Alexander doesn't erase what came before, but it changes the context irrevocably."He reaches out slowly, giving me time to withdraw if I choose, and gently brushes a strand of hair from my face. The casual intimacy of the gesture—one he's performed countless times before—suddenly carries a different weight, awareness crackling between us like the static before a storm."If fate hadn't intervened," he murmurs, "if you'd never met him...""We can't know that path because we're not walking it," I interrupt gently, though I don't pull away from his touch. "Speculating about what might have been only makes
The Lycan King's Outcast Omega Ch. 45
LyraThe familiar scents of wild herbs and wood smoke welcome me as we crest the final ridge overlooking our community's temporary settlement. After the palace's overwhelming grandeur, the simple cluster of hide tents and wooden shelters feels like drawing a deep breath after being underwater too long. My shoulders relax instinctively, the tight knot of tension court life created beginning to loosen."You look happier already," Kieran observes, pulling his horse alongside mine. His green eyes study me with the perception that comes from years of friendship. "The palace weighs on you.""It's... different," I acknowledge, remaining deliberately neutral despite the relief coursing through me. "Complex in ways I never imagined.""And the prince?" he asks carefully. "Is he worth the complexity?"The question carries layers beneath its simplicity. Through our temporarily stabilized bond, I feel Alexander's presence like a silver thread stretched thin but unbroken between us. Even discussing
The Lycan King's Outcast Omega Ch. 44
Alexander Throughout the day, power surges continue with increasing frequency and intensity. During an afternoon security briefing, my Alpha energy flares so strongly that decorative weapons mounted on the walls rattle in their holdings. Later, while reviewing border reports, healing power manifests as visible glow surrounding my hands, making parchment maps luminescent where I touch them.By evening, controlling these manifestations requires constant focus, draining energy needed for royal duties that cannot be postponed despite my discomfort. The council reconvenes to discuss increased activity along the eastern border—reports of strangers matching Northern territory descriptions moving through regions where healing communities traditionally hide."Vega's agents, most likely," Dominic assesses, pointing to locations marked on the tactical map. "Their movement patterns suggest searching rather than random patrol.""Searching for what?" Lord Harrison questions."Not what—who," I corre
The Lycan King's Outcast Omega Ch. 43
Alexander The council chamber feels like a trap this morning—a gilded cage of obligation, duty, and politics that keeps me from what I truly want to be doing. My attention drifts repeatedly toward the window, toward the eastern gate where I know Lyra will soon depart with Kieran. Every instinct rebels against letting her leave the palace, letting her travel with another man who clearly harbors feelings for her."Your Highness?" Lord Harrison's voice cuts through my distraction. "Your thoughts on the Northern territories' proposal?"I refocus on the documents before me, forcing composure over agitation. "Their offer of partial reparations is insufficient," I state, scanning the diplomatic language that disguises the Northern delegation's attempt to minimize consequences for their actions. "They participated in an unprovoked attack on our throne. I won’t accept anything less than full accountability."The council members exchange glances, some approving, others concerned."The Northern
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LyraThe council chambers occupy an imposing section of the palace, all dark wood and serious faces. When I enter, conversation halts abruptly. Alexander stands at the head of a long table scattered with maps and documents, looking exhausted but commanding. Relief crosses his features when he sees me."Lyra, thank you for coming," he says, gesturing me forward. "The council requires information about Vega's capabilities and possible locations."I step further into the room, acutely aware of the scrutiny from a dozen pairs of eyes. Most expressions range from skeptical to overtly hostile, with only Dominic and Elara offering friendly faces among the assembled advisors."Surely there are more reliable sources of intelligence than a... healer," one councilor objects, the pause before "healer" making the word sound like an insult."You’d do well to remember my mother, your queen, is a healer. As am I.” Alexander snaps, a hint of Alpha authority edging his tone. “Lyra has firsthand experien
The Lycan King's Outcast Omega Ch. 41
Lyra Dinner progresses with excruciating formality. I struggle with the bewildering array of utensils, the unfamiliar dishes, the careful dance of court conversation where nothing is directly stated and everything carries double meaning. Kieran fares no better, his discomfort evident in his tense posture and minimal responses.Alexander tries to include us in conversations, explaining context and introducing friendly nobles, but his attention is constantly divided. Royal matters continuously draw him away—urgent whispers from advisors, formal greetings required by protocol, political discussions that cannot wait despite the occasion.Each time he's pulled away, our fragile bond stretches thinner, fluctuating uncomfortably. Across the table, I notice Elara watching with concern, clearly perceiving the strain through her growing abilities."The court will always demand his attention," Kieran murmurs during one such absence. "This is his life, Lyra. Endless politics, endless obligations.
The Lycan King's Outcast Omega Ch. 40
Lyra The palace rises before us, gleaming white against the afternoon sky. After days in forests and mountains, its manicured perfection seems almost unnatural—too orderly, too controlled. Guards snap to attention as our small party approaches, their expressions shifting from alert wariness to shock when they recognize Alexander."Your Highness!" The captain of the guard rushes forward. "We've had search parties combing the kingdom for days."Alexander straightens in his saddle, exhaustion visibly pushed aside as he assumes royal bearing. "Inform my parents of our return. We'll speak with them immediately.""And the others, sire?" The captain's gaze slides over me, lingering longer on Kieran with undisguised suspicion."They are under my personal protection," Alexander states firmly. "Escort us to the royal chambers."As we enter the palace grounds, I feel eyes tracking our every move. Servants pause in their duties to stare, courtiers whisper behind hands, guards assess Kieran and me
