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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
Discarded: The Omega’s Last Run 169
"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
Discarded: The Omega’s Last Run 167
"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 166
"You expect me to sign away my bloodline's freedom with your broken right hand?"I slammed my palms onto the cold iron table, the scent of fresh wolfsbane ink stinging my nostrils. Across from me, Draven Calder didn't so much as flinch. His dark silver eyes locked onto mine, dead and unreadable, mirroring the ruthless aura of the supreme Alpha sitting before his court."You will sign it, Lardon," Draven said, his voice a low, gravelly growl that vibrated through the floorboards. "Or the Calder Dominion pulls its perimeter guards from your family's eastern border by moonrise."My breath hitched, a sudden spike of panic clawing at my throat. My inner wolf thrashed against my ribs, desperate to tear past my skin and sink its fangs into his throat. He knew my weakness. He knew my brother, Zephan, was out on those borders right now, guarding our vulnerable packmates alongside his mate, Darius Fenrir. If the Dominion dropped their shields, the rogue packs would shred them both to pieces.I
Discarded: The Omega’s Last Run 165
I frowned slightly, staring down at the glowing device.For three long years, this exact communication line had been the primary frequency I used to manage every single aspect of Draven’s personal life, pack logistics, and medical schedules. Even now, the sanctuary's automated systems still routed his urgent matters directly to me first.I considered the situation for a silent beat, then made a firm decision—I would burn this communication rune and register a completely new frequency tomorrow.Consider it the necessary step to severing my past completely.That evening, I initiated a private comm-link with my primary Moon-healer, confirming the precise schedule for my upcoming Moon-bleeding treatment—the first intensive round of runic therapy was officially set for early tomorrow morning. As fate would have it, the sanctuary only had an open chamber in the dawn hours.I discussed the physical toll with my healer and rescheduled my appointment for the very first available slot at sunris
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 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
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
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