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The Lycan King's Outcast Omega Ch. 89
AlaricSage's hands shake slightly as she helps me strap on my armor, her fingers lingering over my heart. Through our bond, I feel her terror warring with determination to be strong."Stay with me," I catch her trembling hands in mine. "Just for a moment.""I should be going with you." Her violet eyes shine with unshed tears. "My healing—""Will be needed here." I cup her face, memorizing every detail. "The wounded will need you. The pack will need you.""The pack needs its king." Her voice breaks slightly. "I need—""Promise me," I cut her off, unable to hear what she needs because it might break my resolve. "Promise me you'll take care of them, no matter what happens. That you'll be their healer, their strength...""Don't." She grabs my armor, pulling me closer. "Don't talk like you're not coming back.""Sweetling." I press my forehead to hers, breathing in her scent of honeysuckle and rain. "Promise me."Through our bond, I feel her understanding of what I'm really asking. To be th
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SageMy hands shake as I try to heal another warrior, the mutations fighting my power in ways I've never encountered. Black corruption spreads through his veins like living ink, pulsing with wrongness that makes my stomach turn. Each time I push it back with healing energy, it adapts, finding new paths through flesh and blood. Nothing in my training, nothing in any of the ancient texts, prepared me for this.The warrior writhes under my hands, his partially shifted form caught between wolf and man. Scales ripple beneath his fur where the corruption spreads, turning healthy tissue into something twisted and wrong. I pour more power into the wounds, but it's like trying to hold back a tide with bare hands."Lady Sage!" A young wolf bursts in, blood soaking his uniform as he carries another victim. His eyes hold raw terror I've never seen in our warriors before. "Please—"But three more follow right behind him, each bearing wounded that need immediate attention. The healing wing overflows
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SageThe power burns through me like liquid starfire, scouring everything in its path. Where my light touches the mutant wolves, they don't just die - they disintegrate, corrupted flesh turning to ash that scatters on the wind. Their unnatural screams cut off abruptly as the wave of power rolls across the battlefield, leaving only silence in its wake.The wave ripples outward, instinctively avoiding our own wolves while burning away any trace of corruption. Wounds that wouldn't heal begin closing, black lines receding from veins as the light passes through injured warriors. It's more than healing - it's a purification that reaches bone-deep, cleansing anything unnatural from our lands.When the light finally fades, my legs buckle. The power drain hits like a physical blow, every cell in my body feeling scorched from channeling that much raw energy. I start to fall, but Alaric catches me before I can hit the ground, somehow managing to hold both me and his father's body."Sage." His voi
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SageThe healing wing feels too quiet now, three days after the battle. Most of the wounded have recovered, their injuries healed by whatever power exploded from me that night. But the mate bond pulses with an emptiness that grows more concerning each time I reach for it."You should rest more," the head healer protests when I gather my things to leave. "That kind of power drain—""I've rested enough." I need to find Alaric, need to reach him through whatever darkness has claimed him since his father's death.But the Alaric I find in his study isn't the mate who held me so desperately before the battle. He stands at his window, power wrapped around him like armor, staring at something I can't see."I brought you something to eat." I set the tray on his desk, careful not to disturb the maps and papers scattered across it. He hasn't touched food in days, as far as anyone can tell.He doesn't respond, doesn't even turn. Through our bond, I catch flashes of his turmoil - guilt and grief an
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AlaricThe black formal clothes feel like a prison as I stare at my reflection. My father's memorial service begins in an hour, and I still can't make myself move from this spot."My son." Mother's voice makes me turn from the window where I've been staring unseeing at the gathering crowd below. She looks smaller somehow, grief making her usually perfect posture wilt slightly. "The ceremonial guards are assembled. They await your approval for the procession order.""Let Garrett handle it." I can't meet her eyes, can't bear to see her pain."Alaric." She moves closer, her hand reaching for mine but stopping short when I tense. "He was so proud of you. Even at the end—""Don't." The word comes out harsher than intended. "Just... don't.""You'll be there?" Her voice trembles slightly, and something in my chest cracks at the sound. "The pack needs to see their Alpha's strength today."I nod, letting her believe the lie because it’s easier than admitting the truth: I'm a coward. She presses
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Sage I scan the gathering crowd again, my heart sinking when I still don't see Alaric. The mate bond pulses with his pain and guilt, but when I reach for him, I hit solid walls. He's gotten better at blocking me these past days, each barrier higher and colder than the last."My King will be here shortly," I overhear Helena telling the council members, but her voice wavers slightly. She knows he won't come, just as I do.I hover uncertainly at the edge of the crowd, not sure where I belong. Without Alaric here, without anyone knowing what I am to him, I feel more lost than ever. Some of the noble wolves notice my discomfort, their whispers carrying clearly:"—doesn't even know proper protocol—" "—no place at a royal memorial—" "—probably relieved the old Alpha can't disapprove of her anymore—""Lady Sage." Victoria's honeyed voice drips false concern. "Perhaps you'd be more comfortable... elsewhere? These formal occasions can be so overwhelming for those not raised to them.""She's exa
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AlaricFor a moment, I can only stare up at her in stunned disbelief. No one has dared use power against me since I became king. Even my father... My chest tightens at the thought, but Sage's foot pressing firmly against my sternum demands my attention."Did you just—" I start, rage building."Knock you on your ass? Yes." She looks down at me, violet eyes blazing. "Going to do something about it?"My beast rises at the challenge, but before I can act, she removes her foot and drops gracefully to straddle my thighs. The intimate position steals my anger, replacing it with awareness I've been trying to suppress for days. "Look at me," she demands softly, framing my face with her hands. "Really look at me."I try to turn away but she holds firm. "Sage—""No more running." Her thumbs stroke my cheeks, the gentle touch at odds with the power still crackling around her. "No more pushing me away. No more drowning alone in guilt that isn't yours to carry.""You don't understand—""I understan
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SageThese past days have been a whirlwind of private joy mixed with public solemnity. The morning after our engagement, Alaric gathered his mother and sister in his study. I stood by his side as he apologized, voice rough with emotion, for abandoning them during their shared grief."I learned the wrong lessons from him," he'd admitted, holding his mother's hands. "About strength, about feelings. About family. I want to learn better ones now."Helena had broken down then, pulling him into her arms like he was still a pup. Iris joined the embrace, and I'd tried to slip away to give them privacy, but Alaric caught my hand. "Stay," he'd said softly. "You're family too."Later that day, he addressed the pack about his absence from the memorial. Standing before them, he showed a vulnerability I'd never seen him display publicly."A king who cannot face his own grief," he'd declared, "cannot truly lead his people through theirs. I failed you that day, but I promise to do better. To be the ki
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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,
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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
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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
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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
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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
