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THE OBSIDIAN COURT
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2026-05-19 16:36:08Chapter 5: The Obsidian Court
The Silver Crest border faded behind us, but the image of Alpha Colton dropping to his knees stayed burned into my mind. It was the first time in my life I hadn't felt like prey.
Kaelen led me deep into the heart of the Deadwood Forest. The twisted trees eventually gave way to a massive clearing where a breathtaking castle made of polished obsidian rock towered into the gray sky. It was dark, beautiful, and imposing—just like its master.
"Welcome to the Obsidian Court, Aria," Kaelen said, his voice echoing in the grand, stone courtyard.
Lycan warriors dressed in black armor bowed their heads as Kaelen passed. They stared at me with intense curiosity, but none dared to speak. Kaelen didn't take me to a dungeon, nor did he hide me away. He walked me straight to the royal training grounds—a massive open arena surrounded by ancient stone pillars.
"If you truly intend to take Colton’s crown," Kaelen said, shedding his leather jacket and revealing his heavily muscled, tattooed arms, "you need to learn how to fight like a Lycan. Omegas fight for survival. Lycans fight to rule."
He picked up a wooden sparring staff from a weapon rack and tossed it to me. I caught it clumsily, my hands shaking slightly.
"Attack me," Kaelen commanded, stepping into the center of the ring. He didn't take a weapon. He stood completely relaxed, his crimson eyes tracking my stance.
"I don't know how," I admitted, tightening my grip on the wood.
"Your inner wolf knows," Kaelen purred, a dangerous smile spreading across his face. "Let her out, Aria. Tap into the silver blood."
I took a deep breath. Inside my mind, Lily growled, pushing her energy into my muscles. I lunged forward, swinging the staff toward Kaelen’s torso.
Moving with blinding, supernatural speed, Kaelen sidestepped the blow. Before I could recover, his large hand shot out, grabbing the staff. With a sudden jerk, he pulled me forward. My chest slammed directly into his rock-hard torso.
A gasp escaped my lips. The physical proximity was overwhelming. I could smell the intense heat radiating from his skin—smoky cedar, winter frost, and pure dominance. His crimson eyes looked down into mine, just inches away. A strange, magnetic pull sparked between us, far different from the forced bond I had felt with Colton. This felt voluntary, deep, and terrifyingly addictive.
"Your form is terrible," Kaelen whispered, his deep voice vibrating right against my chest. His grip on the staff didn't loosen, and for a second, his gaze dropped to my lips. "But your speed is remarkable."
"Let go," I breathed, my heart racing for a completely different reason now.
"Never lose your temper in a fight," Kaelen murmured, his eyes locking back onto mine. "Your enemy will use it against you. Like this."
He tripped my ankle with a swift sweep of his boot. I lost my balance and tumbled backward onto the ancient stone floor of the arena. The wooden staff clattered away.
I groaned, rolling onto my back. But as my bare palms pressed against the stone tiles to push myself up, the silver scar on my hand flared with a blinding, hot light.
The ancient stone floor beneath me suddenly groaned.
A shockwave of silver energy rippled out from my palms, tearing through the arena. The stone tiles began to crack, glowing with glowing silver runes that had been hidden beneath the dirt for centuries. The pillars around us trembled, the ancient language of the First Lycans carving itself into the rock right before our eyes.
Kaelen froze, his crimson eyes widening in absolute shock as he looked at the glowing runes surrounding my body.
"What... what is this?" I asked, trembling as the silver light finally faded back into my skin.
Kaelen knelt down beside me, his fingers tracing one of the glowing silver symbols etched into the stone. His face was dead serious, stripped of all his usual arrogant amusement.
"These runes haven't glowed since the day the First Lycan King died," Kaelen said, his voice dropping to a harsh, tense whisper. He looked up at me, his grip tightening on my shoulder. "The prophecy on these stones says the First Queen would return to choose a new mate when the throne was in jeopardy. Aria... you didn't just unlock your power. You just triggered the royal succession."
Before I could answer, a loud, panicked howl split the air from the castle walls. A Lycan scout sprinted into the arena, his face pale with dread.
"Your Majesty!" the scout shouted, dropping to his knee. "An army of Alphas from the southern alliance has just arrived at our northern gates. They claim the Silver Crest pack has declared a holy war to reclaim their stolen omega!"
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