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0006: Missing Omega
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Loved By The Lycan King 0007: Witchcraft And Obsession
ALEX’S POVI pushed myself up on shaking arms, my pulse roaring in my ears."What the hell is so special about some weak omega girl, Father?" I rasped. "You taught me—weakness is unacceptable. And she’s nothing but pathetic and weak."His eyes burned with something I’d never seen before—fury, yes, but beneath it… disappointment in me."That weak, pathetic girl—according to you—is not just an omega, you blind fool," he snarled. "She’s the last Lycan healer."Air escaped my lungs in a rush. Last Lycan healer?I thought that was a myth. A fucking legend. A power not seen in centuries. But it turned out she was right under my nose all along—and I had rejected her."...Fuck."The door slammed shut behind my father with a finality that echoed through the room, rattling my bones. My hands trembled—not from fear, but from the molten fury searing through my veins.I lashed out—my foot connected with the chair, sending it splintering against the wall. The crack of wood was satisfying, but not e
Last Updated : 2025-04-08Loved By The Lycan King 0008: Office Antic
KAREN’S POVThe morning air in shadow moon pack was crisp, carrying the scent of dew and blooming flowers. I walked slowly, my fingers brushing against the tips of grass tendrils as I passed, grounding myself.The pack lands were alive with movement—warriors jogging in formation, children laughing near the communal firepit, the distant clang of steel from the training grounds. It was so different from Blue Cross. So… alive and organized.Then I saw her—Laila, Jackson’s younger sister, one half of the infamous twins. She spotted me before I could retreat into the corner, her face lighting up like I was someone worth smiling at."Morning, Karen!" She said, waving me over.There was an ease in her posture, an openness in her smile that caught me off guard. Back in Blue Cross, no one greeted omegas like this. No one even looked at us unless it was to bark an order."Good morning, Laila,” I replied, cautious but unable to resist the small tug at the corners of my lips."You settled in okay
Last Updated : 2025-04-08Loved By The Lycan King 0009: Liam's Got Jokes
JACKSON’S POVThe door clicked shut behind me, but I couldn’t move. My fingers stayed locked around the handle, the cold metal biting into my palm as if grounding me to this moment—to her.Karen.The memory of her hit me like a punch to the gut. The way her breath had stuttered when my fingers brushed her wrist. The flush staining her cheeks, pink as dawn, betraying what her stubborn lips refused to say. And those eyes—wide, wary, flickering between defiance and something softer. Something afraid.Mate. My wolf surged against my ribs, claws scraping bone. Ours.I gritted my teeth. “I know.”I’d known from the first second I caught her scent—wildflowers tangled with something sweet and sharp and achingly familiar. My body had recognized her before my mind could catch up, every muscle locking tight like she was the only thing worth holding onto in this world.But she didn’t want to be held.I’d seen it in the way she stiffened when I stepped too close, the way her fingers curled into fi
Last Updated : 2025-04-08Loved By The Lycan King 0010: The Nice Bonnet
KAREN’S POVThe past few days had blurred together in a haze of restless energy. Work had become my refuge, my only distraction—anything to keep my mind from circling back to him. Jackson Bonnet. His name echoed in my thoughts like a song stuck on replay, lingering no matter how hard I tried to shake it.I buried myself in research, healing routines, cataloging herbs—anything to keep my hands busy and my mind occupied. But even the sharp scent of medicinal plants couldn’t drown out the memory of his presence. The way his voice curled around my name. The way his gaze burned into me, like he could see past every wall I’d ever built.And yet… he hadn’t come. Not once did he stop by to see me. The only visitor had been his father, Alpha Xavier—a man whose kindness was as steady as his presence. He’d stop by, offer help, ask if I needed anything. His warmth was like a blanket, unlike the son who haunted my thoughts.Was Jackson like him? The question gnawed at me.The less I saw of Jackson,
Last Updated : 2025-04-18Loved By The Lycan King 0011: Accused
KAREN’S POVLiam, Jackson’s brother, was seated in the last row in the hall. He grinned as I slid into the seat beside him. “You eat here too?”I nodded, poking at my food. “Didn’t expect to see you here.”He chuckled. “Everyone eats here sometimes. The food’s good, right?”I took a bite, savoring the rich flavors. “Yeah. Really good.”Liam watched me, amusement dancing in his eyes. But my attention snagged over his shoulder, scanning the room.Looking for someone.Disappointment curled in my gut when I didn’t find him.Stupid.Jackson was finally giving me what I wanted—distance. So why did it hurt so much?After breakfast was over, I felt reenergized enough to start my day. Liam and I parted ways shortly—he was heading to the training ground to meet with his brother. My stomach was full, but my mind was restless.Instead of heading straight to my office as I’d initially intended, I found myself drifting toward the kitchen, a place I rarely visited. The cook, a stout woman with flour
Last Updated : 2025-04-18Loved By The Lycan King 0012: Poison?
Karen’s POVI nodded slowly, unsure I could even speak yet. The lump in my throat was thick, but I forced the words out when we returned to my office. “Thank you… for defending me. But are you not going to ask me if I poisoned the food in the kitchen or not?”Jackson leaned casually into my space, his eyes not leaving mine. “I don’t need to ask to know you didn’t harm anyone, Karen. But I’m going to need your help getting to the bottom of this mess.”His faith in me was staggering. Humbling, even—and it took everything within me not to give in to my wolf’s giddy request and wrap my arms around his neck in a hug. Instead, I swallowed hard and looked up into his charming blue eyes.“I’ll try my best,” I told him, and he nodded.“We’ll help however we can,” Laila said immediately, stepping forward. “Right, Liam?”Liam grinned. “Of course.”I blinked, overwhelmed by their support. Thank you. I need to examine one of the victims to understand what’s going on.Jackson and Liam exchanged a l
Last Updated : 2025-04-18Loved By The Lycan King 0013: Clear Her Name
JACKSON’S POVThe angry words of those pack members still burned in my ears—ugly, poisonous accusations spat at Karen as if she were some kind of traitor. My fingers curled into fists at my sides, nails biting into my palms.I still couldn’t believe the garbage accusations. Some even demanded I send her away. Seriously? I didn’t know where the hell they’d gotten that stupid idea, but I wasn’t about to let them drag my mate’s name through the mud. Not while I was Alpha. And certainly not while I was still breathing.She walked quietly beside me now, her boots crunching softly against the leaves as we made our way through the pack grounds. The moonlight filtering through the buildings caught in her hair, making her look even more beautiful than she already was.She hadn’t said much since we left to get the water sample, but I could feel the weight pressing down on her. It pissed me off—seeing her carry it alone.“She’s innocent,” I muttered under my breath. “And I’m going to prove it.”T
Last Updated : 2025-04-19Loved By The Lycan King 0014: Family Dinner
JACKSON’S POVThe night air was cold against my skin as I walked back from Karen’s quarters, the weight of the day pressing down on my shoulders. I lingered just a second longer outside her door, listening—making sure the lock clicked, making sure she was safe—before I turned and forced my feet to keep moving.The scent of beetroot and herbs clung to the wind, but beneath it, I could still smell her—floral and something sweet, like vanilla.She’s exhausted back there, but she kept pushing forward. The thought twisted in my chest. She was working herself raw trying to figure out this sickness, and I could do nothing but watch, helpless.When I finally stepped into the pack house, warmth wrapped around me like an embrace. The dining hall was alive with the rich, savory aroma of our mother cooking.I slipped up to my room, quickly showered, and changed into something fresh before heading back down to find the rest already seated. We all sat around the long dining table, plates full, the
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Loved By The Lycan King 0044:Silas
JACKSON’S POVThe door clicked shut behind us, sealing away the warmth of the evening sun. Karen’s fingers slipped between mine, her skin humming with the lingering thrill of our time in town. She swayed slightly, her laughter still fresh in the air between us—sweet and light, like the scent of wildflowers clinging to her hair.We’d barely taken three steps into the house when I felt it—that shift in the air.Karen stilled beside me. “Jackson…” she whispered.My eyes snapped toward the living room.That’s when I saw him.A man stood there, right in the center of the room like he fucking belonged here—like this was his house and we were the guests. His presence was wrong. Not rogue-wrong. Not Alpha-wrong. Something older. His aura curled around the room, heavy and dark, sending a ripple through my wolf.Tall. Lean. Silver threads streaked through his black hair, but his back was straight, and his presence screamed danger. His eyes, though—those eyes were the same deep green as my fathe
Loved By The Lycan King 0043: Spoiled Rotten
KAREN’S POVThe dress fit me like it was made just for me—soft as clouds, light as air, the fabric swirling around my knees when I moved. It wasn’t just clothes. It felt like becoming someone new. Or maybe... finally becoming myself.I stepped out of the dressing room, smoothing the fabric with shaky hands. My heart pounded so hard I could hear it. Would Jackson like it? Did I care? Yeah. I cared way too much—more than I was willing to admit.Jackson’s head snapped up the second I walked out. His lips parted slightly. For a long moment, he didn’t move or speak—just stared at me with those dark eyes growing even darker.“Damn.” The word came out rough, like it got stuck in his throat. He shook his head slowly. “You look...” He took a step closer. “Perfect.”My face burned. “You have to say that—you’re my mate,” I teased, but my voice cracked.His fingers brushed my cheek as he tucked a loose strand of hair behind my ear, so gentle it made my chest ache. “I’m saying it because it’s true
Loved By The Lycan King 0042: Claimed And Clothed
KAREN’S POVThe sound of heavy footsteps faded upstairs as the boys disappeared to shower. I wrapped my hands around my coffee mug, letting the warmth soak into my skin while Luna Hannah worked at the stove. The smell of sizzling bacon mixed with the rich coffee aroma, the fat popping like little firecrackers in the pan.Just as I was relaxing into the cozy kitchen atmosphere, Laila's voice cut through the air—sharp and full of attitude."Ugh, boys."She marched in, her long braid swinging behind her like a whip. Her workout clothes were covered in dirt and grass stains, like she'd just come from war—though knowing Laila, a simple training session might as well be a battlefield.She flopped onto the stool next to me with an exaggerated sigh and grabbed a cookie."You'd think Jackson would learn by now not to steal someone's victory cookie just because he got the last hit in," she grumbled, taking a big bite.I hid my smile behind my coffee cup. "So you let him win?"Her grin turned wi
Loved By The Lycan King 0041:Stolen Cookie
KAREN’S POVI woke up slowly, blinking against the morning light coming through the curtains. The bed was cozy and warm, the sheets wrapped around my legs. Still half-asleep, I reached out, expecting to feel Jackson's solid body beside me, his arm draped over my waist like usual. But my hand only found empty sheets.The spot where he'd been was still warm, though—the mattress keeping the shape of where he'd slept. I took a deep breath and could still smell him—that wild, woodsy scent that was all Jackson.He was gone.Sitting up, I rubbed the sleep from my eyes and noticed a folded note on his pillow with my name written in Jackson's messy scrawl. I smiled as I opened it:"Went to pack training. Didn't want to wake you—you looked too cute sleeping. Left clothes from Laila's closet for you. Thought you'd want something comfy. See you soon. —Jackson"My chest got all warm and fuzzy reading it. Of course he'd think of something like this.Next to the note was a neatly folded green hoodie
Loved By The Lycan King 0040:Trust And Tumble
Hannah’s POVMy fingers curled into fists. His pack doesn’t fight fair. “They go for the throat when no one’s looking,” I said, my voice tight.Xavier nodded, that grim expression he wore before battles settling over his features. “Jackson knows. He’s already sworn to protect her.”I stood abruptly. My boy—my fierce, reckless boy—was just like his father at that age. All pride and protectiveness, with more courage than sense. “What if he—”Xavier closed the distance between us, cutting me off with that quiet certainty of his. “He’s not just my son, Hannah.” His calloused hand cupped my cheek, thumb brushing the curve of my jaw. “He’s yours too. That means he’s got your brains and my stubbornness. He’ll keep her safe.”I searched his face—those dark eyes that had seen so much, the scars he wore like medals. The absolute faith in our son shining through. My breath left me in a slow exhale. “…You trust him that much?”“With my life.” His thumb traced my cheekbone. “And Karen? She’s tough
Loved By The Lycan King 0039: Grown Kids
HANNAH’S POVAs soon as I pulled the band out of my hair, it felt like the whole day finally let go of me. My dark curls fell loose over my shoulders, still smelling faintly of strawberry shampoo.I grabbed a cleansing wipe from the dresser, my fingers shaking just a little. The cool cloth felt good against my skin as I wiped my face clean—but it wasn’t just makeup I was scrubbing away. It was the heavy feeling in my chest that I’d been ignoring all day.Behind me, the bed creaked softly. Xavier was lying there, propped up on one elbow, the sheets barely covering his waist. Moonlight spilled over his bare chest, highlighting old scars and the hard muscle he’d earned from years of fighting. But his eyes… they weren’t here. They were somewhere far away, dark and troubled.With him, silence was never just silence. It was a warning.I turned on the stool, the wood groaning under me. “Time really flies, huh?” My voice came out softer than I meant, like I was afraid to break the quiet betwe
Loved By The Lycan King 0038:Damn Good Thing
KAREN’S POVTime moved so slowly it felt like hours. Every tick of the clock was loud in the quiet room. My hands fidgeted with the sheets, my whole body restless, craving the one thing that could calm me down—him.Then—finally—the door creaked open softly. I held my breath.I sat up fast, my heart pounding, as Jackson walked in. The light from the hallway shone behind him as his eyes quickly searched the room before finding me.He let out a deep breath, his shoulders relaxing like he’d been carrying something heavy all day. The door shut behind him, closing us in together."Hey," I whispered, already slipping off the bed, my bare feet touching the cool floor.His voice was rough and tired but so warm—like coming home after being lost for years. "Hey, baby."Two steps. That’s all it took before his arms were around me, holding me so tight I could feel his heartbeat against my chest. I pressed my face into his neck, breathing in his scent, and suddenly, everything inside me felt calm,
Loved By The Lycan King 0037:Get Comfortable
KAREN’S POVThe wooden banister glided beneath my fingertips, smooth and cool, as I followed Laila up the stairs. My heart hadn’t stopped its frantic rhythm since Jackson’s lips had last touched mine—since his hands had traced my skin like I was something precious.Laila moved ahead with a bounce in her step, turning her head back toward me with a mischievous grin. “Come on, don’t walk like you’re being led to a dungeon. Jackson’s room isn’t that messy.”I smiled softly, trying to hide how nervous I actually was. “I’m not worried about the mess.”She raised a brow. “Oh? Then what are you worried about? The bed creaking too loud?”My face flushed instantly. “Laila!”She just laughed and pushed open a door at the end of the hallway. “Here it is. Welcome to the Alpha’s den—surprisingly neat, thanks to Mom always nagging him about cleaning up.”The room smelled like him. The moment I stepped inside, it wrapped around me like a warm blanket. The space was simple: dark walls, heavy wooden f
Loved By The Lycan King 0036: Protecting What's Mine
JACKSON’S POVKaren slipped back inside, her fingers lingering against mine like the last warmth of a fading fire. For a heartbeat, she held my gaze—those deep blue eyes filled with unspoken words, fear and trust tangled together. Then, with a slow exhale, she let go.The door clicked shut behind her, but I stayed rooted in place, breathing in the night air—still thick with the ghost of her scent. Vanilla and honey, something soft and warm, like sunlight on skin.All mine. The words burned through me, fierce and possessive. But the peace didn’t last long. A floorboard groaned behind me.I didn’t need to turn to know who it was."Jackson." My father’s voice was calm, but beneath it ran the steel of command—the same tone he used when assessing a warrior before battle.I turned.He stood on the porch, arms crossed, the light from the ceiling carving sharp lines across his face. His eyes locked onto me, unblinking. Searching. Always searching."What did the intruder want?" It was a simple
