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Of course she's flirting

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The next morning, I met Princess Odan at the entrance of the glass gardens right after the guard inspection.

She wore a long white dress with silver embroidery along the sleeves, her hair pulled back into a neat braid. She looked fresh, rested, and entirely at ease as we walked past the rare flowers and tall palms housed under the high glass dome.

"It is quite impressive," Odan said, looking around at the lush greenery. "We have nothing like this in the north. Our soil is too cold for most of t
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  • Omega Hunted    I hate him

    Lord Cella’s sealed letter had worked better than expected. My father hadn't been thrilled about my sudden departure, but given Cella's high standing and the vague phrasing about "urgent northern border tax discrepancies," he had no choice but to sign my temporary pass. By the time we reached Oliver’s estate on the outer rim of the capital, the knot behind my sternum had loosened for the first time in days. For two glorious, uninterrupted days, I didn't have to wear a high, stiff collar. I didn't have to chew Oliver's sharp winter-clove until my tongue went numb. And, most importantly, I didn't have to constantly look over my shoulder to see if a certain broad-shouldered General was silently tracking my every breath. "You're slacking, Your Highness!" Oliver called out, dodging behind a marble pillar in the estate’s private courtyard. I laughed—a genuine, easy sound that felt foreign in my own chest—and threw a rolled-up parchment scroll straight at his head. He ducked just in tim

  • Omega Hunted    Of course she's flirting

    The next morning, I met Princess Odan at the entrance of the glass gardens right after the guard inspection.She wore a long white dress with silver embroidery along the sleeves, her hair pulled back into a neat braid. She looked fresh, rested, and entirely at ease as we walked past the rare flowers and tall palms housed under the high glass dome."It is quite impressive," Odan said, looking around at the lush greenery. "We have nothing like this in the north. Our soil is too cold for most of these plants.""The gardeners use underground heat pipes to keep the room warm during winter," I explained, keeping a steady pace beside her. "It allows us to grow southern flora year-round."After twenty minutes in the gardens, I led her up the grand stone staircase to the upper library. The doors were open, and the smell of old paper and polished wood filled the air. Sunlight streamed through the tall stained-glass windows, illuminating rows of floor-to-ceiling bookshelves."This is the histori

  • Omega Hunted    Princess Odan

    The grand banquet hall was filled with the steady hum of chatter, the sharp clinking of silver cutlery against fine china, and the bright glow of high chandeliers. Servants in red and gold livery moved smoothly between the long tables, carrying silver platters of roasted meats, seasoned winter grains, and tall carafes of imported sweet wine.I sat near the middle of the high table, keeping my posture straight and my uniform collar buttoned all the way to my jaw. Beneath the stiff fabric, the bite mark was still warm, but the sharp, medicinal taste of Oliver’s winter-clove sitting under my tongue kept my head clear enough to focus.To my left, my father was engaged in a quiet conversation with Lord William Fraser about the autumn harvest taxes. Fraser was gesturing with his wine glass, occasionally laughing at his own jokes, while my father nodded along with a polite, practiced smile.Standing roughly fifteen feet behind the King's guard line, posted near one of the marble pillars, w

  • Omega Hunted    Howling hound

    I practically sprinted to my room, taking two steps at a time up the winding stone stairs of the west tower.By the time I reached my suite, my lungs were burning, and my pulse was hammering a frantic rhythm against my ribs. I threw the doors open, slammed them shut behind me, and engaged every manual bolt on the frame.I collapsed onto the edge of my bed, dropping my head into my hands and breathing heavily through my mouth.He’s doing it on purpose, I thought, my fingers digging into my hair. No, he isn't. He doesn't even fucking realize it.That was the worst part. If Evander had been intentionally tormenting me, I could have fought back. I could have drawn a blade or called the guards or used the law against him. But how was I supposed to fight an instinct? How was I supposed to defend myself against a man who was gravitating into my personal space, sniffing my neck, and brushing against my body like a bloodhound tracking a trail in his sleep?A sharp knock rattled the wooden pane

  • Omega Hunted    Don't Be Ridiculous

    I tried. I really fucking tried.For two full days after seeing Sian, I made a point of existing as far away from Evander as royal protocol allowed. If I saw his tall frame at the end of a corridor, I turned on my heel and took the long way around. If he was standing on the left side of the courtyard during morning guard drills, I stayed on the far right, keeping a solid thirty feet of open air between us.It was working, at least that's what I told myself. My heart rate had leveled out, the burning itch under my collar was down to a manageable throb, and I hadn't needed to touch Sian's synthetic inhaler once.Then came the final prep inspection for Princess Odan’s arrival.The grand reception hall was packed with servants, guards, and court officials rushing to hang silk banners and polish the marble pillars. I stood near the main dais, holding a data pad and pretending to review the security layout just to give myself an excuse to stay planted in one spot.Out of the corner of my

  • Omega Hunted    Stay Away From Him

    I couldn't go back to my room. Walking the wide, empty corridors of the west wing only made my chest feel tighter.Instead of turning toward the royal quarters, I took the narrow spiral stairs down to the medical wing, choosing the unlit service passages to avoid the afternoon guards. The door to the primary clinic was unlocked. I pushed it open without knocking and slipped inside, hitting the manual lock on the wall.Sian was at his desk, sorting through a medical tablet and adjusting a row of clean vials. When the lock clicked, he looked up, setting his stylus down with a quiet sigh."Your Highness," Sian said, folding his hands over his desk. "I thought we agreed you wouldn't come back down here. If anyone sees you slipping into the clinic during off-hours, it's going to draw attention.""I don't care," I rasped out, dragging myself over to the metal examination stool. I collapsed onto it hard, my knees trembling under my weight.Sian picked up his handheld scanner with a practice

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