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Discarded: The Omega’s Last Run 172
Aziel Crowbane’s engagement celebration was in full swing, the thunderous beat of pack war-drums vibrating through the iron deck of the galleon while Alphas and Lunas roared with laughter over goblets of blood-mead.It was Aziel’s grand night—a colossal alliance-feast hosted across the roaring waters of Skyfang Rift—and the massive vessel was packed to the bulkheads with ruthless warlords, cunning clan elders, and ambitious warriors.The atmosphere was dangerously electric.I spotted Aziel standing near the high prow. Even on his mating night, he looked utterly unbothered, one hand hooked into his heavy war-belt, his golden eyes scanning the crowd with a brooding, predatory smirk. Beside him, Zoraya Flint radiated pure triumph, her silver-trimmed cloak sweeping across the wood.For a split second, Aziel’s gaze sliced across the deck.And our eyes locked. A sharp, challenging spark flared in his expression.He flashed a slow, wicked grin—humorous, unapologetic, and dripping with wolfis
Discarded: The Omega’s Last Run 171
"Alpha Calder really is willing to shed his own blood for a delicate pureblood Omega, isn't he?" Orion Blackthorn's baritone dripped with icy sarcasm, his lips curving into a lethal, mocking sneer. "Why didn't that weaponized war-drone slice his torso clean through the other night?"Lord Hay chuckled softly, rubbing his heavy leather belt. "Alpha Calder is forging an elite vanguard for Neural Intelligence. With a Sovereign Alpha commanding the front, which warrior wouldn't jump to sign their blood-pact? Chief Duskrell... talk about being blessed by the Moon Lady!"That comment finally drew a reaction from me—I lifted my golden eyes, my gaze cold as mountain stone.Even Orion scowled at that so-called "blessing," his dark face clouding with raw contempt and unspoken concern as he glanced down at my pale, composed face.Mireya’s sudden rise to glory was built directly on top of the blood, sweat, and sacrifices I had poured into the Calder Dominion for three long years. Every warlord acr
Discarded: The Omega’s Last Run 170
LARDON VEXLEY POVOrion Blackthorn's golden eyes flashed with cold, dangerous satisfaction as he folded his muscular arms across his dark leather chest. "Looks like Alpha Calder is going to pay your penalty fees now, Seymour. No wonder your tail is wagging so high today."Orion was not the slightest bit concerned that Seymour might leak the structural secrets of Nighthowl Systems' new war-arrays.Because—The true core runic matrices from our last successful launch belonged strictly to me.Only the highest-ranking engineers on our council held that classified knowledge. Minor officers like Seymour were kept completely in the dark.Seymour unclipped his silver identification badge from his tunic and set it on the oak desk with a heavy clatter. "I simply desire a higher seat in a sovereign pack, Master Blackthorn. I hope you and Master Vexley can understand."Who among our kind would refuse a permanent equity stake in a faction backed directly by the Supreme Alpha?Nighthowl Systems had
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"Is Mireya on the communication crystal too?" Tavros's booming voice echoed through the iron receiver, cutting through the heavy silence of the carriage."Yes," Draven replied, his baritone a low, gravelly rumble."Put me on speaker."Draven tapped the glowing blue rune on his comm-device, activating the broad audio feed.The second the connection broadened, Tavros barked out a dry laugh. "Has Lucien Mordane reached out to either of you today? Have you noticed how abnormally busy he's been acting? I tried to pull him to the tavern for a roast boar dinner, but he claimed he had urgent business in the lower territory. I have no clue what that shadow-soldier is scheming!"Mireya Duskrell sat quietly on the fur-lined seat across from Draven, his fingers tightening around his laced cloak.Lately, Lucien had completely pulled away from him. Whenever Mireya sent a messenger bird or an encrypted scroll asking for a meeting, Lucien rarely responded, his tone cold, clipped, and distant. Mireya
Discarded: The Omega’s Last Run 168
"I never expected a Warwick pureblood to treat a male rogue like a human being," I said, leaning back against the wooden chair as the bitter herbal tea warmed my throat.Elias Warwick didn't flinch. His sharp grey eyes held mine across the table at the Frostveil teahouse, entirely untouched by the arrogant pack hierarchy that usually consumed high-ranking Alphas."I don't judge a wolf by his pack ties, Lardon," Elias replied smoothly, his voice low and grounding. "And I certainly don't take Tavros Kane's word as gospel."I remembered the brutal conflict at the Silverclaw Academy two winters ago. Tavros had tried to put his heavy, suffocating Alpha hands on me, and I’d drawn blood right in front of the entire student body. Elias had been standing in the shadows of the stone archway that day, watching the whole bloody mess. Tavros had dragged my name through the mud afterward, calling me an unhinged, dangerous male who needed to be put put down. Yet here Elias sat, completely unbothered
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"You think I'm going to chase after a male who just severed our soul bond?"I slammed my fist against the side of the cab, the metal vibrating beneath my knuckles. Across the cobblestone street of Frostveil Peak, Draven Calder stepped out of the heavy iron gates of the Bloodmoon Iron Hold. He held his right arm stiffly against his ribs, his face tight with controlled pain. The dark wolfsbane burn from our battle was still eating through his flesh, radiating through his nerves and bone. He looked like an absolute phantom, but his posture remained cold, refined, and disgustingly arrogant.Beside him, Cassian Wren frowned in concern. "Alpha... shouldn't you at least give Lardon a ride back to the territory? His inner wolf is bleeding from the severance. He looks ready to collapse."Draven didn't slow his pace. He marched toward his obsidian transport, his silver eyes completely dead to the world. "There is no reason to ruin his celebration. He wanted his freedom. He has it."Cassian blin
Discarded: The Omega’s Last Run C4
"Where is the omega stray, Lardon Vexley?" Selith Vayne barked, sauntering into the private room and dropping his leather hunting pouch onto the wolf-furs without a second thought.I slowly pulled my hands away from my tunic, tracking the seventeen-winter-old beta who was all clumsy limbs and arrog
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 C5
"My business on this floor does not concern your Alpha," I said, keeping my voice as level as the silver-rot burning in my side would allow. "I am here for my personal logs. Nothing more."Ronzek sneered, his nostrils flaring as he stepped directly into my path, blocking the corridor with all the s
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