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Discarded: The Omega’s Last Run 118
LARDON VEXLEY POV"Your boots are finally stepping through the frost, Warlord," my male voice rasps through the high courtroom lobby, my teeth grinding together as Draven Calder stalks inside.His thick leather winter cape flows behind his massive frame, his chiseled jaw locked and his dark gold eyes completely frozen, devoid of any raw emotion as his gaze fixes on my skin.There is absolutely no surprise inside my chest. His stone face shows exactly what a wolf expects before a mate bond is ripped apart by the high elders. Right behind his heavy shadow walks Tavros Kane, accompanied by an older male whose tailored tunic and sharp scent suggest he is no ordinary pack visitor.Tavros smacks the older man’s shoulder with a harsh chuckle. "Cousin, my claws leave the remaining carcass to your teeth. Make sure your tongue tears through the dissolution terms with Alpha Calder."The exact minute Tavros heard that Draven wanted to sever our bond, his mind had immediately contacted his relativ
Discarded: The Omega’s Last Run 117
LARDON VEXLEY POV"Your wolf can stop staring at my face with those frozen pupils, Draven," my voice rings out through the sterile medical corridor, my throat burning as I match his dominant glare.His dark alpha eyes look completely empty of emotion, his massive jaw locked as his beast waits for my final submission to his schedule.My chest does not feel a single drop of shock at his absolute coldness tonight. My actions inside the registration theater completely crossed the line his claws drew in the mountain dirt three winters ago. Two full moons have passed since our blood signed the separation pact, but only right now does his mouth give my ears a definitive hour to finalize the break. He is rushing this execution solely for Mireya Duskrell’s comfort—wanting a clean, swift strike to dissolve our vow so his pretty omega can sleep without the weight of my title pressing against his neck."Nine in the morning," my head nods, my male knuckles tightening against my leather vest. "My b
Discarded: The Omega’s Last Run 116
Before my fingers can thrust the light into her face, a senior pack supervisor steps out from the back arches, his large hand gently shoving the nurse behind his back as his scent goes completely flat and unreadable. "My mouth confirms the situation, Master Vexley. The current liver is no longer allocated to your line. Please take your body back to the waiting lounge and await further territory notice."My brain is not a naive cub in this brutal world; three winters running Nighthowl Systems' public relations division meant my nose could smell a high-society political cover-up from a mile away. This is a private pack fortress—raw tribal power and alpha influence can bend any medical law, even when a dying wolf is running out of moons. Someone with a massive army had just jumped the sacred line.My skin goes entirely pale, my male voice shaking with pure, unadulterated fury. "Which alpha’s name bought that organ from under my family's boots?""The identity of the current recipient is c
Discarded: The Omega’s Last Run 115
DRAVEN CALDER POV"This blood-scented package has been sitting in my vault for two entire moons, Warlord," my voice echoes low through the glass command room as my sharp claws slide under the heavy cardboard trim.My knuckles tilt the sealed envelope over, the thick parchment rustling as my acute alpha hearing catches the hard, metallic scrape of something small rolling around deep inside the pocket. It isn't just standard territory paperwork down there; there is solid metal scratching the seal."My beast wants to patch a direct frequency to Lardon's comm-pad right now," my tongue states, my grip tightening on the edge of the package.Before my fingers can press the digital screen, the heavy reinforced door of my command center bursts open with a loud metallic hiss. Mireya Duskrell storms straight into the room, his big eyes heavily rimmed in red, thick tears spilling over his pale cheeks as his scent flares with raw panic. "Draven, your massive body needs to sprint to the medical war
Discarded: The Omega’s Last Run 114
LARDON VEXLEY POV"Your eyes are looking right through my face, Draven," my mouth says, my voice shaking as my boots press against the floor of the locked master suite."My mind is trying to figure out which part of your male pride is real tonight, Lardon," Draven growls low, his gold alpha eyes tracking the wet sweat dripping down my neck.The heavy silence inside the bedroom shatters instantly when his comm-device lets out a sharp electronic ring. His big hand reaches down toward the light, his fingers hovering over the flashing screen as his gaze snaps back to my chest."Do your ears mind if my mouth answers this pack business right now?" his deep tongue asks, his tone dropping into a strange, heavy vibe that sounds almost like he is begging for my male permission."Answer your pack calls, Warlord, my skin does not care about your schedule," my tongue forces out, though my teeth are grinding together so hard my jaw aches.A sudden, violent spasm rips straight through my lower abdom
Discarded: The Omega’s Last Run 113
LARDON VEXLEY POVA loud, dual-tone horn blares outside the glass doors of Nighthowl Systems. My eyes snap toward the curb where a massive, heavy-armored obsidian truck sits idling, its hazard lights cutting through the dark mountain mist. The elite driver steps out, bowing his neck in total submission as he holds the heavy iron door open for my boots. Right then, my brain remembers the exact date—it is the night of the Lunar Valentine festival. My mind knows Draven Calder is only staging this elaborate mate performance to keep his strict grandmother from breathing down his neck. But tonight is also my only tactical opportunity to strip my family's sacred silver band from his claws. I can finally lock his alpha face down for a real negotiation."Take my body to him," my mouth says quietly to the driver."The Alpha is already waiting at the high summit table for your arrival, Master Lardon," the driver answers, his voice low and subtext-heavy.My boots slide into the back plush seat, m
Discarded: The Omega’s Last Run C3
"You will scrub Mireya Duskrell’s name from the territory networks, Lardon, or the Alpha-Prime will personally ensure your banishment from every allied hunting ground in the northern sector."Ronzek Hale’s voice bled through the communication slate, delivering Draven Calder's absolute decree.I clo
Discarded: The Omega’s Last Run C2
"Aziel!"Mireya Duskrell’s ecstatic voice shattered my focus, his designer leather boots clicking hard against the stone pathway. He bypassed me entirely, lunging directly into the warrior’s muscular chest. Aziel caught him out of pure reflex, stabilizing the high-ranking submissive wolf against hi
Discarded: The Omega’s Last Run C1
"I am deeply sorry, Lardon Vexley. You have completely missed the optimal moon cycle for the marrow surgery to halt the silver-rot decay in your ribs."My claws dug into the parchment diagnostic, tearing the edges as the healer’s words echoed. I dialed Ronzek Hale, the pack-bound secretary of Drave
Discarded: The Omega’s Last Run 60
Lardon Vexley POV"Are your old eyes satisfied now, Luna?" Draven Calder says, pulling his thick wrist back with a fast, cold shake before giving our grandmother a flat look.The heavy bands of worry on the old woman's face loosen up a bit, but her hand still waves at a kitchen servant, who trots o
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