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The Lycan King's Outcast Omega Ch. 32
Alaric The taste of blood lingers in my mouth as I approach the packhouse. Three warriors dead, twelve injured. The mutant wolves are evolving – stronger, faster, more organized. But right now, I can't focus on that threat. Pack politics wait for no one, not even a blood-soaked Lycan King."They're waiting in the great hall," Garrett reports, falling into step beside me. His own wounds are still healing – claw marks that should have closed hours ago. "Your father has already started damage control with the Northern Alliance."My beast snarls at the reminder of politics when all I want is to check on Sage. But I can smell the tension in the air, feel the weight of watching eyes. Every noble wolf in the territory has gathered for tonight's dinner – and Eris's public apology."How is she?" I ask quietly."Still in your rooms. Iris hasn't left her side." Garrett hesitates. "But the nobles are talking. Lady Victoria has been particularly... vocal about pack stability."Of course she has. V
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Sage The healing wing has become my sanctuary over the past weeks, but this morning even that peace is shattered. Lady Victoria reclines on an examination table, holding her wrist as though it's made of glass."Such primitive methods," she murmurs as I grind herbs for a poultice. "In my family's pack, we have actual healers. Ones with proper training. And wolves, of course."I focus on my task, trying to ignore the other noble she-wolves who've suddenly developed various minor ailments requiring treatment. They cluster around Victoria like perfectly groomed vultures."The traditional healing arts are passed down through bloodlines," Lady Eleanor adds. "Though I suppose without knowing your family history, you wouldn't understand such things."The mortar and pestle nearly crack under my grip. I think of my pendant, of half-remembered songs about moonlight and healing. But those vague memories won't help me here."The poultice is ready," I say instead, keeping my voice steady. "For your
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Sage The messenger's black and silver uniform catches my eye first – Blackthorn colors. I freeze in the hallway, heart hammering against my ribs. He's speaking with one of Alaric's guards, but all I can focus on is the familiar crest on his jacket.Memories surface like drowning things: Daphne's cruel smile, Cassius's gentle lies, the pack's jeering faces as he rejected me. The corridor suddenly feels too small, the air too thin."Sage?" Iris touches my arm, making me jump. "You're white as a sheet."I try to speak, but the messenger turns slightly, and something in his profile reminds me so much of Cassius that bile rises in my throat. A flash of memory hits me – finding him in his study late one night, hunched over strange vials, speaking to someone in hushed tones. He'd seen me and smiled, but there had been something wrong about it, something I'd been too naive to recognize."Just tired," I manage, but Iris's frown says she doesn't believe me.The messenger disappears into Alaric'
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Alaric Blood soaks into the ground at my feet, but for once it's not from enemies. Three of my best warriors lie writhing in pain, their wounds refusing to heal. The mutant wolves' latest attack was coordinated, precise - and their claws leave marks that resist our strongest healing magic.But even as I kneel beside my injured men, my beast claws beneath my skin, sensing Sage's distress through a bond she doesn't know exists. The conflicting pulls of duty tear at me - protect my warriors, protect my mate, protect my pack. All while maintaining the facade of cold control everyone expects from their Lycan King."Alpha." Garrett's voice draws me back. "The council is gathering. They're demanding answers."Of course they are. I leave my warriors in the healers' care, though something tells me traditional methods won't be enough this time.The council chamber buzzes with tension when I enter. Victoria holds court among the noble wolves, her golden hair arranged to display her family's cere
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Sage My fingers tremble slightly as I sort herbs, too aware of the noble wolves watching my every move. Their whispers follow me like shadows through the healing wing, where more warriors arrived this morning with wounds that won't heal."Such a shame," Victoria's voice carries clearly. "These injuries are getting worse instead of better. Almost like someone's interfering with the healing process."I focus on grinding silver-leaf, trying to ignore how the other healers draw away from me. They've been using my remedies - they work better than traditional methods on these strange wounds - but no one will acknowledge it."Sage!" A young wolf bursts in, breathing hard. "Please, it's my sister. She's hurt - fell down the old cellar stairs. She's asking for you."Victoria's perfectly shaped eyebrows rise. "Surely one of our trained healers would be better suited—""No," the young wolf interrupts. "She wants Sage. Please."Something feels wrong, but I can't ignore an injured pup. I gather su
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AlaricShe moves through the garden like a ghost in moonlight, her silver-blonde hair catching starlight as she mechanically sorts herbs. Even from my office window, I can see the shadows under her eyes, the slight tremor in her hands.My beast rages beneath my skin, remembering how she flinched from my touch yesterday. How she curled into herself, making her already small frame tiny with fear. The urge to hunt down everyone who hurt her wars with the need to gather her close and never let go."The noble families are demanding a response," Garrett says behind me. "Victoria's father—""Can go fuck himself.""Alaric."I turn from the window reluctantly. "I know. Politics. Alliances. The same bullshit that lets them hurt what's mine.""What's yours?" His eyebrows rise. "Have you told her yet?"I growl in response, which is answer enough.The meeting with Victoria and the noble families is mercifully brief. She plays her part perfectly - wide eyes, practiced confusion about why anyone woul
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Sage The yarrow leaves blur before my eyes as my mind drifts to last night in the garden. The gentle way Alaric helped sort herbs, how his jacket smelled of pine and winter wind, the warmth of his forehead pressed to mine…I catch myself smiling and immediately try to suppress it. I can't afford these kinds of thoughts. Can't risk hoping, can't risk feeling—"That's the third time you've counted those leaves."I jump at Iris's voice. She leans against the healing wing doorway, grinning like she knows exactly where my mind was wandering."I was just..." I gesture vaguely at the herbs. "Making sure.""Mmhmm." She drops into the chair beside me. "Nothing to do with my brother being shirtless in the training yard?"Heat floods my cheeks. I hadn't even realized I could see the training yard from here. Hadn't noticed the way sunlight gleamed off his scarred skin, how power rippled through his movements as he demonstrated fighting techniques…"I'm not looking," I insist, focusing harder on
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Alaric Her scent lingers on my hand where our fingers intertwined in the library last night. Honeysuckle and rain, with that underlying hint of something ancient that calls to my beast in ways I can't explain. I should be focusing on territory reports, but all I can think about is how she leaned into me slightly, trusting despite everything."Is that my brother with a dopey smile on his face?." Iris lounges in my office doorway, grinning. "You’re thinking about her, aren’t you.""I don't smile dopey," I growl, but there's no heat in it."You kind of do," Garrett adds, appearing behind her. "It's disturbing, actually.""Don't you two have duties? Besides tormenting your Alpha?""And miss this entertainment?" Iris's eyes dance. "Never."Garrett tries to pull her away, but she dances out of his reach. "Come on, menace. Let's leave his brooding in peace.""Fine." She sighs dramatically. "But only because you asked so nicely."Their playful bickering fades down the hall, leaving me with th
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AlexanderMy mother’s watchful eyes pierce right through me as she waits for me to speak. I consider lying, brushing off my questions as nothing more than curiosity. But I’ve never lied to her before, and I don’t intend to start now. "I found my true mate today," I say finally, the words both liberating and damning. "A healer named Lyra, from one of the hidden communities."Elara gasps softly while my mother's expression transforms from shock to a complex mixture of joy and concern. "The mate bond—you're certain?""As certain as you and Father were," I confirm. "The silver connection, instantaneous and undeniable.""Oh, Alex," Elara breathes, understanding immediately the impossible position I'm in. "The Choosing Gala, Princess Selene, the prophecy...""All pointing me in one direction," I finish grimly, "while fate pulls me in another."My mother rises, coming to me, her hands cool against my face as she studies me with those violet eyes so like my own. "A true mate is a gift beyond
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Alexander The Grand Ballroom is even more crowded than the previous night, the competition among potential matches growing as the Gala progresses. By tradition, I should be narrowing my preferences, spending more time with those I find most suitable. Instead, I move mechanically through the required dances, my thoughts a thousand miles away in a forest clearing with a woman whose touch brought balance to my warring nature."Your Highness seems distracted tonight," observes Lady Mirella, the daughter of an influential Alpha from the Western territories, as we complete our obligatory dance."Forgive me," I say automatically. "Many matters require my attention with the coronation approaching."She simpers appropriately, but I can see the calculation in her eyes. All of them are watching, evaluating, strategizing—except Selene, who stands across the room in conversation with my father, her poise perfect as always but her gaze finding me repeatedly.I've successfully avoided her so far, pl
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AlexanderEvery step away from Lyra feels wrong—physically painful in a way I've never experienced. The silver thread of our mate bond stretches but doesn't break, a constant pull urging me to turn back, to claim what fate has decreed is mine. My head pounds and my dual nature—healing and Alpha—roils inside me, more unsettled than ever before."Alex?" Dominic's voice breaks through my inner turmoil. "You need to slow down. You're practically running."I realize I've been striding through the forest at a punishing pace, as if physical distance might somehow diminish the connection I feel to her. I stop abruptly, bracing one hand against a tree trunk, struggling to bring my breathing under control."A true mate," I say, the words hollow with disbelief. "Now, of all times."Dominic says nothing, just watches me with concern etched on his features. He was there, he saw the connection spark between us, but he can't feel what I'm feeling—the bone-deep certainty colliding with equally powerfu
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LyraMy healing ability activates instinctively, energy flowing through my fingertips into his arm. I sense immediately that something is wrong—his dual natures pulling against each other with increasing force, creating internal fractures where they should flow together."Your power is destabilizing," I tell him, medical concern momentarily overriding the more complicated emotions of our situation. "The Alpha strength and healing ability—they're fighting each other instead of balancing."He looks at me with surprise. "You can sense that?""I'm a healer," I remind him. "Diagnosing is what I do." I hesitate, then add, "But this is beyond my experience. I've never felt anything like the conflict in your energies.""The conflict has been growing stronger as my twenty-fifth birthday approaches," he admits. "Headaches, power surges, difficulty controlling either ability."His Beta watches our exchange with growing concern. "We should return to the palace," he suggests. "If you're unwell—""I
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LyraThe moment I lock eyes with him, everything inside me shifts—rearranges itself around a truth I never expected to face. The legendary silver connection of true mates flares between us like a living thing, pulsing with recognition so fierce it nearly brings me to my knees.My basket tumbles from my fingers, precious dream flowers scattering across the forest floor. I rise to my feet, unable to look away from the man standing at the edge of the clearing. Even without the royal trappings, I would know him anywhere—the violet eyes that mark his heritage, the commanding presence that no plain clothing can disguise. Prince Alexander, heir to the throne, son of the king who descended from those who hunted my people to near extinction.My true mate."It's you," he whispers, his voice carrying easily across the clearing.I can't speak, can't move. Every instinct urges me forward, toward him, while every rational thought screams danger. The mate bond thrums between us, demanding acknowledgm
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AlexanderAfter some discussion, Merrick provides us with a crude map marking the locations of reported sightings and the disturbance. With daylight still abundant, Dominic and I set out immediately, following the forest paths that grow increasingly wild as we move deeper into territory rarely traveled by royal patrols."This feels like crossing into another realm," Dominic comments as the forest changes character around us—older trees, more undergrowth, a stillness that seems almost watchful.I know what he means. There's a different quality to the air here, a sense of ancient presence. As we continue, I notice something else—a subtle resonance with my healing abilities, like a low vibration just beneath my awareness."There's power here," I murmur. "Old power."We reach the area Merrick marked as the site of the disturbance by mid-afternoon. At first glance, it appears to be nothing but dense forest, but closer inspection reveals signs of recent activity—broken branches, disturbed ea
The Lycan King's Outcast Omega Ch. 9
AlexanderThe reports lie scattered across my desk, each more troubling than the last. For the past hour, I've been reading intelligence summaries from our border patrols—accounts of strangers asking questions about healing bloodlines, mapping remote areas where healing enclaves are rumored to exist, and in one case, pursuing someone through the forest near the eastern boundary."This can't be a coincidence," I tell Dominic, who stands by the window, his expression grim. "Not with the Northern delegation's sudden interest in the prophecy, their questions about Elara's abilities.""You think they're connected?" he asks, though his tone suggests he's already reached the same conclusion.I run a hand through my hair in frustration. "Three reports of strangers in Northern colors sighted near areas where healing communities might be hidden? During the exact week they arrive with prophecy texts mentioning both Elara and me?" I shake my head. "That's not a coincidence. That's coordination."D
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SeleneI continue along the garden path alone, considering my next move. Securing Alexander's interest is proceeding well, despite his sister's suspicions. But I need to accelerate our connection without appearing desperate—a delicate balance.Lost in thought, I round a hedge to find Alexander himself seated on a stone bench, reading from an ancient text. He looks up, surprise flickering across his features before he composes himself and rises."Princess Selene," he greets me formally. "I didn't expect to find you here.""Your mother was giving a tour," I explain, "but was called away on royal business. She suggested I might encounter you here." I gesture to the book in his hands. "I hope I'm not interrupting.""Not at all." He hesitates, then adds, "I was actually reviewing the prophecy text your delegation brought."Perfect. "Have your scholars examined it?""They're doing so now." His penetrating gaze studies me. "It's remarkable how well-preserved it is, considering its age.""My a
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SeleneI stare at my reflection in the ornate mirror, schooling my features into pleasant neutrality while my mind races. The pull of Alexander's hand away from mine at the Gala last night plays on repeat in my thoughts. The look of confusion, perhaps suspicion, in his violet eyes. I was careless. Too eager. I let my guard drop."Focus," I whisper to myself, adjusting the silver circlet nestled in my braided hair. For this morning's garden tour with the queen, I've chosen a pale blue gown that emphasizes my eyes and complements the royal colors without attempting to claim them as my own. Every detail matters. Every choice is calculated.A sharp knock sounds at my chamber door."Enter," I call, already knowing who it will be.Magistra Vega strides in, her severe gray gown and tight silver bun reflecting her uncompromising nature. My instructor since childhood, the woman who molded me into the perfect instrument for my people's ambitions."Well?" she demands without preamble. "Report."I
