All Chapters of The LYCAN King’s Mute Omega : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Autumn's POV Unable to take my eyes off it, I nodded. It was very striking. and horrifying. I had assumed I was going into a pack. I recognized now that I was walking into a prison. one that I came up with. As we got closer, the gates opened. As we went by, the guards saluted. I got a peek at their faces. Hard. Alert. These were not the indolent border patrols I knew. These were experienced fighters. The packlands spread out before us inside the fortifications. a mix of more traditional pack structures and modern buildings. Everything was shining. Clean. Prosperous. Powerful. As we drove, Mathias pointed out locations. the exercise area, the medical facility, and the educational institution. As he related the history of the pack, his voice grew proud. How they had developed into one of the most powerful packs in the nation from a tiny, struggling gang. I paid attention. Nodded. smiled when it was appropriate. However, I felt empty within. Empty. Despite its grandeur, this venue fe

Autumn's POVThe tune intensified. Mathias's hand was waiting there. I gazed at it. My thoughts were empty. The room fell silent. Everyone is looking at us."Shall we, my dear?" Mathias spoke in a soft voice. Not in his eyes, however.I reached into his hand. It was a surrendering feeling. He guided me to the ballroom's center. Like the Red Sea, the multitude was divided. I felt like they were staring at me. Judging. waiting on my failure.Mathias touched my waist with one hand. I winced. He acted as though he were blind. He lifted our combined hands. I stiffly and hesitantly followed his direction.The tunes began. Mathias shifted. I faltered."Calm down," he murmured. I felt his warm breath in my ear. "Follow my lead."I made an effort. God, I really did try. My feet, though, were lead. My body refused to comply. We made abrupt circles. I infringed on his rights. Once. Twice. thrice.Mathias was always smiling. However, his hold became more firm. Warning.Gazing down, I saw our feet

Autumn's viewpointKavan's expression was twisted with revulsion. He spit out, "My father?" "You're carrying my father's child?"Unable to meet his gaze, I nodded."Please," I murmured. Now the need was intolerable. "Aid me. I need, but I can't."Something flashed in Kavan's eyes. Desire? Anger? I was unable to tell.I had a brief moment of fear that he would cave in. Maybe they'll take me straight to the restroom.His face then became stern. "No," he responded. He spoke in a frigid tone. "Avoid being around me. Knowing what's best for you will make you avoid it."He turned to walk away. stopped at the entrance. "I'll tell my father everything if you breathe a word of this to anyone," he declared. Concerning the forest. About us. Everything."Then he vanished.I fell to the ground. My eyes burned with tears. Everything was breaking down.A few minutes went by. or perhaps many hours. I was unable to tell. My body's need and my heart's misery were at odds.A tap on the door startled me.

Kavan POVMy boots made loud noises on the marble floors as I stormed out of the dining room in anger. The taste of anger lingered in my mouth, bitter and sharp. I ascended the staircase, skipping two steps each time, with my fists clenched tightly by my body. The portraits of my ancestors watched me closely as I passed by, silently judging. I was indifferent. Allow them to make a judgment. They had passed away, and I was still living.When I walked into my room, it was dim and chilly. I turned on the lights and went to the wardrobe, pulling open the doors with excessive force. The scent of cedar and leather filled my nasal passages. I took out a fresh white shirt and black pants, throwing them onto the bed.There was a sound of knocking at the door. I was unable to reply before it opened suddenly. I turned quickly, with a growl in my mouth.Mrs. Potts was holding a tray as she stood at the doorway. Her usual severe bun held back her gray hair, while her eyes showed the same mix of ex

Autumn POVAs Mathias led me away, I found myself unable to resist sneaking another look at Kavan. He was tall and authoritative, and he stood there with a face that showed no emotion. He looked past me as though I were invisible, treating me like a mere object. A sudden, sharp pain pierced through my chest, catching me off guard. I forced myself to swallow, attempting to suppress it."Autumn ?" Mathias's words interrupted my train of thought. "Are you okay?"I agreed silently, unable to trust my own words. If I were able to, what could I possibly express? Did his son's lack of warmth affect me? Did I feel a mysterious attraction to him that I couldn't understand? Was I frightened, bewildered, and directionless?Mathias examined me briefly, his eyes gentle yet probing. He was as tall as Kavan but had a wider build on the shoulders. His hair was a combination of salt and pepper colors, he was well-groomed, and he had smile lines around his eyes. He exuded a relaxed confidence that drew