All Chapters of The LYCAN King’s Mute Omega : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Autumn’s POVMy pregnancy came as a tidal wave, drowning in a sea of uncertainty and anxiety and leaving me gasping for breath. In my mind's eye, Mathias's face—filled with love and expectation—turned from a beautiful mask of allegiance and contempt. Should he find the truth, my carefully put-on facade would fall apart, exposing me.Given their merciless pragmatism, the rogues would not hesitate to kill me should I compromise their intentions. In their game, I was a pawn and a tool towards an aim. And a pawn in pregnancy was a liability, a loose end that needed to be secured.As the awareness sank in, my skin started to flush coldly. Trapped, caught in a web of lies of my own creation. The weight of my secret seemed to be smothering the sumptuous bathroom's walls in on on on. A wordless cry caught in my mute body; panic tore at my throat. I had to act to figure out how to guard my unborn child and me. But specifically, how?Deeply depressed, a spark of an idea emerged from a desperate

Kavan POV“What do you mean, she is not worthy of being queen, Mother?” Mathias growled. “She is my mate, is she not? If not her, who else?”Mathias looked confused at the statement; his eyes searched mine. I could see the confusion, but I couldn't let that stop me.I couldn't make Autumn queen mother; the thought of her in that position with him made me feel unsettled. I couldn't handle the thought of my father touching her.“Father, I understand she is your second chance mate, but you have to understand she is much too young, and there are rules and traditions to be upheld. Autumn, with her many challenges, cannot take up such a responsibility.”Mathais sat across from me at the dining table, his gaze unwavering and stern.His familiar shrewd gaze pierced at me. I remembered a time when I would quack at this assessing gaze, but not today; now that I was Alpha, it was my duty to uphold the balance.Mathais himself had given me that power; now I shouldn't have to fear this gaze. I hel

Kavan’s POVThe lavish furnishings in my father's office felt stifling, the strong smell of polished wood and ancient leather a sharp contrast to the austere efficiency of my own desk. My hands balled into fists at my sides, my jaw closed as I stood before him. The room had obvious tension—a quiet battlefield between two alphas.The words emerged metered, under control, each syllable a precisely placed stone building my case. "Father," I said, "I must express my disapproval of your decision to make Autumn the queen mother." My voice was low and serene.My father's brow creased with a flutter of displeasure across his face. "Disappval?" he replied, sounding with a warning note. "For what reason?"Not backing off, I gazed firmly at him. The chamber buzzed with turmoil, a subdued fight of will between alpha and son. Though I knew this would not be simple, I was ready to struggle for what I thought to be right. For the pack, for the memory of my mother, and for the gnawing discomfort Autu

KavanI stood frozen in place, staring at Autumn. The sound of her words reverberated through my mind, shocking me to my core. If I were to believe what she was saying, I could very well have been the reason for her being able to talk.Her frantic eyes darted around searching mine. I watched her throat bulge as she swallowed, and her fingers jerked forward as she tried her hardest not to show her fear as she waited.Waited for me to speak, to tell her I believed her.I could practically see her fear that I might not believe her.Did I?As wild as the story she had spurned, a niggling feeling told me, what she said was the truth; how could it not be, when on that night we had come together—more rather, on the night I had slept with her, I had done something irreversible to her.Something that would surely cause problems for her and me in the future.From the look in her eyes, I knew she wasn't even aware I had marked her that night.I couldn’t help but replay the moment in my head, the

Autumn POVA few days had passed since I made the decision to finish my mission and leave this pack for good.After much deliberation, I decided on following my brain rather than my heart; finishing Dax's mission and gaining my freedom was the best bet of action for me and all involved.I realized it would be selfish of me to lead Kavan on when I knew I had no future with him.Dax had promised to set me free; if only I could get the cure, with proper planning I was sure to get out of this alive. Letting myself be swayed by thoughts of Kavan and the Mark was a distraction I could not afford.For days I had done all I could to avoid Kavan; the thought of acknowledging the tight knot we were tied into was too much to bear. Every time I saw him, the memories of his touch, his kiss, his confession, the mark all flooded back, threatening to drown me in emotions I couldn't afford to feel, reminding me yet again how powerless I was to fate.In a bid to save myself from ruin, I made an effort