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The Lycan King's Outcast Omega Ch. 42
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
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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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Alaric Dawn light catches in her silver-blonde hair as she kneels in her ruined garden, methodically replanting what others destroyed. She doesn't flinch when I approach, doesn't startle at my presence anymore. The thought makes my beast purr with satisfaction."The moonflowers will bloom again by the next full moon," she says without looking up. "They're more resilient than people think."Like you, I don't say. Instead, I kneel beside her in the dirt, not caring about my formal clothes. "Show me how to help?"Her surprise makes something in my chest ache. "You don't have to—""I want to." I take the small trowel she offers. "Which ones first?"We work in comfortable silence, her hands sure and gentle as she guides mine in proper planting technique. My beast settles into rare peace, watching our mate create something beautiful from destruction."You're good at this," she says softly. "Building things back up."The words spark something I've been considering since our kiss. Since watch
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Sage My hands shake as I try to memorize the ancient words. Three days seemed like plenty of time until now, hours before the ceremony."Again," Iris instructs, pacing our practice room. "And remember to keep your chin up this time.""I pledge my loyalty to this pack," I recite, "to honor its lands and protect its members. Under moon's witness, I choose this home, these wolves as mine—" My voice cracks on the last word."You've got this." Iris squeezes my hands. "Just like we practiced."But nothing feels practiced about the way my heart races, about the significance of what I'm about to do. For the first time in my life, I'm choosing where I belong.A knock interrupts us. Queen Helena enters, carrying something wrapped in silvery fabric."Every new pack member needs proper ceremony clothes," she says softly, unveiling a dress that steals my breath. Silver-white fabric shimmers like moonlight, delicate embroidery depicting healing herbs along the hem."I can't—" I start, but she shak
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Sage "Really, Elizabeth, my grandmother's remedy would be much more appropriate," Victoria's voice carries across the training field where I'm tending to a sprained ankle.But before I can retreat, the young wolf I'm treating speaks up. "I prefer Sage's healing. Her methods work better." Elizabeth meets Victoria's cold stare steadily. "And she's pack now. The King himself said so."Warmth blooms in my chest as Victoria stalks away. These small moments of acceptance keep catching me by surprise - wolves defending me, seeking me out, treating me like I belong.Even now, watching morning training from my spot near the sidelines, I notice the difference. Warriors nod respectfully as they pass. Young wolves wave. Some even join me, curious about the medicines I'm preparing."The silver-leaf poultice you showed me saved three warriors last night," the head healer tells me as I make my rounds. She hands me a set of keys. "You should have access to the private stores. You're one of us now."I
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The Lycan King's Outcast Omega Ch. 49
Alexander I stand in the doorway of Lyra's chambers, all my carefully prepared words evaporating at the sight of her. She looks exhausted but resolute, chin lifted slightly in that way I've come to recognize means she's bracing for an argument. The bond between us pulses with conflicting emotions—relief at our proximity battling with the lingering tension from our courtyard confrontation."Can I come in?" I ask, my voice softer than I intended.She nods, stepping back to allow me entry. I close the door behind me, grateful for the privacy after our too-public disagreement earlier."I owe you an apology," I begin, pride giving way to more important priorities. "My reaction to your return was..." I search for the right word."Possessive? Accusatory? Completely unfair?" she supplies, though the slight curve of her lips takes some sting from the words."All of the above," I admit with a rueful smile. "I was worried sick, Lyra. The bond separation, the power surges, the reports of Vega's a
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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,
The Lycan King's Outcast Omega Ch. 47
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.
