MATED TO MY BROTHER'S ENEMY
Princess Lyra Raven crest has always lived in the shadow of expectation, too weak to rule as an omega but the only buffer between her kingdom and her psychotic brother's tyranny.
When the Great Council strips Kael of his birthright and names her heir, there is only one problem: the throne demands she marry an alpha, in accordance with ancient law.
Then she scents him in the midst of a battle beneath the full moon, pine, winter storms, and clean dominant male. Her mate.
Her salvation.Too bad he's Marcus Thornfield, the deadly alpha who's sworn to destroy her kin.
Marcus has been hunting for years for the Raven crest prince who murdered his family.
He never imagined that he'd find his destined omega among his enemies, her fragrance calling forth every possessive instinct he's tried to bury.
She's supposed to be his revenge, not his weakness. But when Kael abducts Marcus in an attempt to force Lyra's hand, she must decide: save her mate and lose her kingdom, or claim her throne and watch the man she loves die.
In a world where omegas are underappreciated and alphas rule by strength alone, Lyra will discover that sometimes the greatest power is not in reigning but in summoning the strength to reunite what was always meant to be apart.
Because sometimes bonds are stronger than blood. Some loves are worth going to war for. And some omegas are going to change the world.
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Chapter: Chapter 100Army of the HeartThe valley whose voices rose not in cries of war but in song that carried hope across miles of terrain where despair had reigned long unchallenged. Princess Lyra stood on a natural ridge overlooking the conclave, her heightened senses reading emotions that flamed like beacon lights in the hearts of thousands who had flowed in from all corners of the kingdom to be part of what was now no longer just a war campaign.Under her, warriors of mountain clans sat with merchants of the Free Cities by campfires, their laughter bridging cultural divides that had been vast for centuries. River Selkie scouts arrived to inform of gains made without a drop of blood having been shed, and druid healers tended wounds as much spiritual as physical."Fifty thousand at last count," Marcus informed her, glancing at tallies that grew by the hour as more contingents arrived. "But less than half of those are ordinary soldiers. The rest." He gestured towards children with their families, elde
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Chapter: Chapter 99Empathic NetworkLyra remained still at the center of the waystation's communications chamber, her mind extending like tenuous threads a half thousand miles long to reach the minds that never envisioned connection with their enemy. The empathic network she had created in the midst of the crisis had grown from simple battlefield coordination - now it reached into the very center of Kael's remaining strongholds."Contact established," she panted to Master Ahldric, who monitored her life signs as she labored the deadly deep-range empathic link. "Captain Garrett in the eastern stronghold. His loyalty to Kael is unraveling."With the network, she felt the disillusioned veteran's growing doubts regarding senseless orders, his indignation at viewing supplies diverted from his men to fund ever more desperate gambles. More profoundly, she shared his memories of serving under good commanders who'd cared about the well-being of their men."Can you talk straight?" Marcus asked where he instructed
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Chapter: Chapter 98The Southern AllianceThe great hall of Winterhold Castle lay before Marcus like a battlefield where the weapons were words and honor was more valuable than gold. Seated at the massive stone table were five clan lords, their gruff faces the embodiment of the disbelief of men who had lived through decades of broken vows and shattered alliances."Sir Marcus," Ironpeak's Chief Aldwin replied, his own voice echoing with the ring of command founded upon respect, not fear. "You ask what you cannot pay for. No promise of gold dowry, no promise of easy warfare. What do you suggest the Northern Clans get in exchange for our warriors' blood?"Marcus stood without moving nearer the table, custom demanding that he prove himself worthy to sit among equals. "I bring truth, Chief Aldwin. War against corruption, if you don't join our war.""Speak." Chief Mordane of Grimhold leaned forward, his battle-scarred face showing professional interest."The corruption that tainted Prince Kael did not observe
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Chapter: Chapter 97Strategic PlanningThe room for strategy was filled with fierce focus as Princess Lyra stood before a giant map table, eyes closed in focus as her empathic senses reached across miles of terrain to locate the minds of Kael's surviving soldiers. At her side, Marcus moved wooden pieces with military precision, deciphering her supernatural thinking into practical military placement."Northern stronghold shows forty-seven unique emotional signatures," she answered without opening her lids. "Twelve of those have the artificial patterns of loyalty one will see in true corruption. The rest are following through fear, not supernatural compulsion."Marcus used red to mark tokens to mark corrupted foes and used blue to mark coerced troops. "Which means surrender negotiations might be possible with the majority. What about their command structure?"Lyra's perception penetrated further into the fortress, tracking the subtle emotional transactions which revealed command hierarchies invisible to re
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Chapter: Chapter 96Training for CombatPractice sword cut through the air in the morning as Lyra moved effortlessly through combat forms that would have been beyond her a few weeks ago. Her body had adapted to rigorous training with the enhanced healing that her omega powers gave her once she had tapped into them, and she was able to push physical limits that would have caused pain to ordinary warriors.Marcus danced around her with killer fluidity, his own sword testing her defenses with strokes that increased faster and harder than she had ever seen before. "Better. But you're still thinking too much. Let the empathic senses guide the movement."She sidestepped to the side from the push, her sharpened awareness perceiving his plan by emotional resonance instead of waiting for the visual input. The sword that was aimed to strike her between the ribs went through the air harmlessly as she shifted into a riposte that sent him retreating."Excellent work," Captain Nara bellowed from the edge of the traini
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Chapter: Chapter 95Power CoupleThe war council chamber buzzed with hushed conversation as representatives of six allied kingdoms clustered around maps drawn with fresh conquests in silver script. Princess Lyra and Sir Marcus stood at the room's head, shoulder to shoulder, their coordination so honed they seemed to speak without ever opening their mouths."The eastern provinces are completely liberated," Captain Nara declared, laying down more pins on the tactical board. "Kael's forces, still in the regio, fled rather than battle combined human and selkie forces."Chief Garran nodded, grinning. "My scouts from the clan confirm it. Not only are they in flight, they're retreating from land without even trying to pretend to defend it. Word of the Silver Fire Princess and her Knight Champion has gotten ahead of our men."Marcus examined troop deployments with tactical caution as Lyra's empathic perceptions reached out to probe the currents of feeling between the assembled commanders. Their differing techniq
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