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Sage's Epilogue Part 1
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"We should get up," I say reluctantly after indulging in the comfort of Alaric’s arms longer than our mornings usually allow. But all too soon, the moment we’ve spent basking in our joyous news is overshadowed by the awareness of the many responsibilities waiting beyond our private chamber. "The council will be gathering soon."Alaric growls softly, arms tightening around me in playful resistance. "They can wait," he counters, rolling to position his body above mine with careful weight distribution that somehow manages to be protective and passionate simultaneously. "I've just learned I'm going to be a father again. There are matters requiring immediate attention before affairs of state can possibly be addressed."The desire flowing through our connection ignites a matching response in me, political obligations temporarily fading beneath more primal considerations. This has been an unexpected gift from all we've endured together – passion deepened beyond anything I could have dreamed a
Last Updated : 2025-03-25The Lycan King's Outcast Omega Author's Note
That's a wrap for Sage and Alaric's story! Thank you so much for taking this bumpy ride with me! I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it! We'll see a bit more of Sage and Alaric in Alexander's story, coming up next right here on this thread. The Lycan Heir's Destiny"His violet gaze locks with mine, power crackling between us like lightning before a storm. 'I was born to rule a kingdom,' he growls, backing me against the ancient stone wall, 'but fate made me yours.' His touch blazes across my skin, healing and burning in equal measure. 'Why must you tempt me like this?' he demands, fury and desire warring in his eyes. Before I can answer, his mouth claims mine in a kiss of raw possession and rage—a battle neither of us can afford to lose, yet neither will surrender."As heir to the Lycan throne, Alexander Sterling carries the weight of an ancient prophecy on his shoulders. With his twenty-fifth birthday approaching, he must take a mate before claiming his crown.
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Alexander I jolt awake, sweat soaking through my silk sheets, heart hammering against my ribs like it's trying to escape. The nightmare clings to me, fragments of images still burning behind my eyes—my body tearing in two, one half glowing with healing light, the other consumed by Alpha power, both halves reaching for each other but never connecting."Just a dream," I mutter, dragging a hand down my face.Except it doesn't feel like just a dream. It feels like a warning.The morning light filters through the royal blue curtains of my chambers, casting long shadows across the polished marble floor. Twenty-four years old, and I still wake up terrified like a pup. Some heir to the Lycan throne I am.A knock sounds at the door, three quick raps I recognize immediately."Enter," I call, pushing myself up against the ornate headboard.My father's Beta, Garrett, steps in, his face a carefully composed mask that doesn't quite hide his concern. He's been looking at me like that more often late
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AlexanderThe training yard is empty at this hour except for Dominic, who's setting up practice dummies with methodical precision. He looks up as I approach, a grin spreading across his face."Well, if it isn't His Royal Grumpiness," he calls. "Come to beat the bad mood out of yourself?"Despite everything, I feel myself smiling. Dominic has been my shadow since we were pups, the son of my father's most trusted warrior, trained from birth to be my Beta. Unlike everyone else, he's never treated me like I'm made of glass—or nitroglycerin."Something like that," I reply, shrugging off my formal jacket and rolling up my sleeves. "I need to hit something that won't complain to the council about it.""Rough breakfast?" He tosses me a wooden practice sword.I catch it with one hand. "The usual. 'Take a mate, fulfill the prophecy, save the kingdom.'""Just another Tuesday, then." He positions himself across from me, sword at the ready. "The Northern delegation arrived.""So I heard." I circle
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LyraThe eastern border of our territory lies closest to civilization—though "close" still means a half-day's trek through dense forest. I travel light, wearing the simple brown clothing that will help me blend in if I encounter outsiders. The herbs Elder Thalia gave me hang in a pouch around my neck, their scent both comforting and grounding.By midday, I reach the ridge that marks our territorial boundary. From here, I can see the sprawling royal lands in the distance, the castle spires just visible on the horizon. I've only seen the castle in drawings—a forbidden place where those who would exterminate us reign.I settle behind a fallen log, prepared to watch and wait. Hours pass with nothing but the usual forest sounds—birds calling, small animals rustling in the underbrush. Just as I'm considering changing position, voices drift up from the path below."—sure they're still in these parts?" a male voice asks. "It's been generations.""The old texts are specific," a second voice ans
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AlexanderThe Choosing Gala preparations transform the palace into a frenzy of activity. Servants hurry through corridors with armfuls of decorations, chefs bark orders in the kitchens, and the royal tailor makes last-minute adjustments to my formal attire—a midnight blue suit with silver embroidery that matches the royal colors.I stand still as he fusses with the collar, my mind elsewhere. Since the formal welcoming ceremony yesterday, I've been unable to shake the strange sensation I felt when meeting Princess Selene. Not a mate bond, but something significant. Something that demands my attention."Your Highness?" The tailor's voice breaks through my thoughts. "If you could turn, please."I oblige mechanically, catching sight of Dominic lounging in the doorway."Don't you look dashing," he drawls. "The eligible bachelorettes will be swooning.""Exactly what I need," I mutter. "Unconscious potential mates."The tailor suppresses a smile as he steps back to assess his work. "I believe
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Alexander Back in my chambers, I relay what I've learned to Dominic as I prepare for the Gala."Two children," he repeats, frowning. "That explains why there's been so much interest in Elara lately.""Interest from whom?" I ask sharply."Various factions. Nothing concerning yet, but more attention than usual." He helps me with the formal jacket, straightening the silver epaulettes. "What do you make of Princess Selene's interpretation?"I consider the question carefully. "It's convenient. Too convenient, perhaps. Her bloodline being exactly what the prophecy requires? The timing of their arrival with this new information?" I shake my head. "But the text itself felt genuine. Those passages about division, about being split apart—they resonated with something in me.""Your nightmares," Dominic guesses.I nod. "And apparently Elara's been having similar dreams.""That's... unsettling."A knock at the door interrupts us. My mother enters, resplendent in a gown of deep violet that matches
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AlexanderThe training yard is empty at this hour except for Dominic, who's setting up practice dummies with methodical precision. He looks up as I approach, a grin spreading across his face."Well, if it isn't His Royal Grumpiness," he calls. "Come to beat the bad mood out of yourself?"Despite everything, I feel myself smiling. Dominic has been my shadow since we were pups, the son of my father's most trusted warrior, trained from birth to be my Beta. Unlike everyone else, he's never treated me like I'm made of glass—or nitroglycerin."Something like that," I reply, shrugging off my formal jacket and rolling up my sleeves. "I need to hit something that won't complain to the council about it.""Rough breakfast?" He tosses me a wooden practice sword.I catch it with one hand. "The usual. 'Take a mate, fulfill the prophecy, save the kingdom.'""Just another Tuesday, then." He positions himself across from me, sword at the ready. "The Northern delegation arrived.""So I heard." I circle
