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The Lycan King's Outcast Omega Ch. 39
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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Sage The healing wing feels different lately. Warmer somehow. Other healers have started asking my advice about herbs, and even some of the noble wolves bring their pups to me for minor scrapes. It's a small change, but it feels like finally finding solid ground after months of shifting sand."The silver-leaf poultice you suggested worked wonders," the head healer tells me, actually smiling. "Perhaps you could show me—"She stops mid-sentence, tension suddenly filling the air. In the hallway, wolves gather, whispers spreading like wildfire:"She's back—" "Her father insisted—" "The Alpha had no choice—"Then I catch a familiar floral scent, too sweet, too perfect, and my stomach drops.Eris glides through the healing wing like she never left, elegant even in supposed exile. Her father, Lord Alexander, follows with an entourage of nobles."My King," he addresses Alaric, who's appeared in the doorway. "I come seeking sanctuary for my daughter while I travel to handle urgent territorial
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Sage "Shoulders back, chin up – but not too much, you don't want to seem arrogant." Iris circles me like a general inspecting troops. "Yes, like that. Now the greeting."I attempt a formal bow, trying to remember all the rules she's drilled into me since dawn. "My Lord Alpha—""Too deep for an Alpha who isn't Alaric," she corrects. "That level of bow suggests submission to direct authority. For visiting Alphas, you want to show respect without—""Without surrendering power," I finish, adjusting my posture. "Let me try again."We've been at this for hours in her private quarters, the sun barely peeking over the horizon. My head spins with protocols and hierarchies, but something in me refuses to give up.A knock interrupts my fifth attempt at the proper greeting. Garrett enters with a loaded breakfast tray, his stern Beta face softening when he sees Iris."Thought you two might need sustenance for..." he waves vaguely at our impromptu training session, "whatever this is.""My hero." Ir
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Sage "Perfect!" Iris claps as I complete the formal greeting sequence without stumbling. "You've really got this now."I straighten, surprised to find I'm no longer sore from maintaining proper posture. When did that become natural? Like my body's finally accepting its place in these halls."Should we go over the Northern territory bloodlines again?" I ask, moving to the familiar window seat in Iris's quarters. "I want to make sure I have all the connections straight before—"I stop, realizing I've picked up her favorite tea blend without thinking. When did I learn how she takes her tea? When did this room become somewhere I feel comfortable enough to move around freely?"Before what?" Iris prompts, but her knowing smile suggests she sees the thoughts crossing my face."Nothing." I busy myself with the tea. "Just want to be prepared.""Mmhmm." She accepts her cup – two sugars, no cream, exactly how she likes it. "You know, for someone who's 'just visiting', you've really gotten to kno
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Alaric She moves through the healing wing with quiet confidence now, her silver-blonde hair caught up in a simple braid as she instructs younger healers. My beast purrs at the sight of our mate so naturally embedded in pack life, teaching others with gentle authority that grows stronger each day."The moonflower essence needs to be harvested at exactly the right phase," she explains, her voice carrying clearly to where I watch from the doorway. "Too early and it loses potency, too late and—""My King." Eris appears at my elbow, her voice pitched to carry. "Lord Marcus requests your presence in council. Something about... pack security."The way her eyes flick to Sage makes my beast snarl, but she's already gliding away, the picture of reformed nobility.The council chamber buzzes with tension when I enter. Lord Marcus stands as I take my seat, his aged face grave."My King, concerns have been raised about... uncertain elements within the pack."I keep my face neutral, though my beast
Last Updated : 2025-01-18The Lycan King's Outcast Omega Ch. 44
Sage Something's wrong. I feel it the moment I enter the healing wing - the way conversations stop, how wolves avoid my eyes. A mother pulls her pup away when I offer to check his cough."We'll wait for a proper healer," she says, not quite meeting my gaze.Proper healer. The words sting more than they should."Did you need anything?" I ask another wolf who usually seeks my help with chronic pain. She hurries past without responding.The whispers follow me like shadows: "—unknown methods—" "—strange herbs—" "—can't trust—"Understanding dawns slowly, painfully. Someone's been busy poisoning the pack against me."Troubling, isn't it?" Victoria's voice makes me stiffen. She stands with three other noble wolves, blocking my path to the herb storage. "How quickly trust can turn.""I don't know what you mean.""No?" She examines a bottle of my prepared medicine. "Interesting mixtures you make. Unknown herbs, strange combinations... who knows what might be in them?""Those medicines have he
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Alaric Her distress hits me like a physical blow, the mate bond pulsing with pain that isn't mine. I find myself outside her door before conscious thought, her scent tinged with salt and sorrow.When she opens at my knock, the sight stops my breath. Her face is carefully composed, but her eyes are red-rimmed, and she's methodically folding clothes into a small bag."Don't." The word comes out rougher than intended."My King—""Don't," I growl again. "Don't use my title. Not now."She turns away, but not before I catch the shine of fresh tears. "I won't leave without saying goodbye properly. I owe you that much.""You don't owe me anything." I move closer, my beast straining toward her pain. "But I deserve to know why.""You know why." Her laugh holds no humor. "The pack will never accept me. And you... you can't keep defending me without undermining your own authority.""So you'd just leave?" Something dangerous edges into my voice. "Run away in the night like a guilty thing?""Not in
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Sage My fingers keep straying to my lips, still tingling from his kiss. From my first real kiss. Everything about it was different, better than the fantasies I’d conjured in my mind - the raw emotion in Alaric's eyes, the gentleness of his hands on my face, the way he held me like I was something precious. The memory of it makes me shiver - the way he gently but firmly demanded I let him in, the silk of his tongue sliding against mine as he dominated our kiss, showing me what to do. For a moment my lack of experience had gotten in my head, but then Alaric groaned, his sound of pleasure putting my mind at ease. He tasted of pine and winter wind and something wild that called to parts of me I didn't know existed. How his hands trembled slightly when they cupped my face, like he was touching something infinitely precious. The low sound he made when I gasped against his mouth, like something finally breaking free.It was so unlike the measured, controlled way he always carries himself.
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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
