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130. Troubles and Regrets
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2026-11-08 07:02:05
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The King's Unwanted Omega 136. In The Heart of The Forest
Silas’s POVLater that evening, I sat alone in the room as usual, staring blankly at the wall.My fingers fidgeted against each other in my lap, pinching the soft skin of my wrist whenever a thought tried to force itself to the surface. I could not afford memory right now. Whether true or twisted, they all haunted me. I had been doing this for the past two hours.And somehow, mercifully so, the plain cream-colored wall helped. When the pressure in my head built too high, I stared at it until the noise dulled. Every so often I take a brief break and let my eyes move around, to the high narrow fake window that led to nowhere, to the small bedside table, to the tiny teddy print on the cup they had given me, and the moment a fragment of the past began rising again, I returned to the wall.I sighed deeply, expecting the last thing of the day. Dinner. Suddenly, the lights in the room flickered and I looked up at the bulb in confusion. It flickered again, going on and off a few times befor
The King's Unwanted Omega 135. Taking Him Away From Me
Silas’s POV Four sessions in three days. Or was it five days I had been here? Or six? I could no longer tell. Time had started to blur at the edges the same way my thoughts had. The first two sessions only left me exhausted. Unpleasant, yes. Manageable. At least I still knew how to close my eyes afterward and get some sleep. I could still remember the soft touches of my Alpha's hands on my body. The low sound of his voice, and the heat of his breath brushing against my skin. The rare, quiet moments when the bond had thrummed between us and made me so alive. But that all slowly faded away after the third session. That night, when I tried to call those memories up the way I always had, to feel better, turning them over like smooth stones to lull myself toward sleep, nothing answered. Those anchoring soft images would not come. I searched until my head began to hurt and still found no kindness to hold. I did not sleep that night. By the fourth session, a worse form of memory h
The King's Unwanted Omega 134. Five Days of Torture
Zenith’s POV. Five days. It's been five days since Silas drove out of the palace and vanished like the earth had opened and swallowed him whole. At first, I was sure we'd find him, because the car he took was trackable, and we did track the car to the place it died. But it was found abandoned on the roadside with a dent driven into the side, indicating a strong impact. His phone was still on the seat, with him nowhere in sight. I searched until my men started watching me with careful silence, as if any wrong action would set me off, which was true. At a point after searching, that I just couldn't keep sane, I'd shifted and ran the surrounding ground myself, nose to dirt, chasing any thread of jasmine that might still be clinging to the world. But I found nothing. It was as if Silas had been erased off the surface of the Earth. And I was slowly losing my mind. “…Zenith.” The voice cut through the fog of my thoughts, dragging me back into the room. I exhaled sharply and looked
The King's Unwanted Omega 133. This Is My Fault
Silas’s POV “Begin.” he announced, his voice followed by the gentle hum of machines. “Can you hear me, Your Highness?” Gregory’s voice came through the speaker, calmly as if we were discussing the weather instead of the wires clinging to my skin. I nodded slowly. “Verbal answers, please. The system reads more better that way.” “…Yes,” I said. “I can hear you.” “Good.” he confirmed and then there was a soft click of buttons. “We’re going to begin with a simple recall. Nothing inventive.” My fingers curled against the cuffs. “I already told you I don’t want–” “Want is irrelevant,” Gregory replied, dismissing my words. “Subject One, state the name of your mate.” The silence after the question felt heavy. I couldn't help but wonder why he was asking for my mates name. “…Zenith,” I said at last. “Full title.” My jaw tightened. “His Majesty. The Lycan King.” “Better.” he said and made a few adjustments of whatever it was that he was doing. “Now take yourself back to the fir
The King's Unwanted Omega 132. Comply and Behave
Silas’s POV I had never regretted anything in my life the way I had regretted the last few days. Not the running from home as a child, not the years of suppressants. Not even the moment I had decided to let myself love Zenith after everything he'd done to me. Those had been horrors done to me. But this was different. This was a chain of choices that was caused by me, my own feet carrying me out of the palace gates. Oh how stupidly reckless I was. All it had done was hand me to the exact kind of people Zenith had spent months protecting me from. After my leg miraculously healed, far too quickly, which only made my skin crawl harder, they transferred me out of that sterile room and locked me into this one. It was a proper furnished room. They had given me clothes, food, everything a pregnant person needed to remain alive and contained. They were so prepared. It was as if they had known I would leave the palace that day. As if someone had been waiting for the exact kind of re
The King's Unwanted Omega 131. The Last Thread of Sanity
Zenith’s POV I paced my office back and forth. My fists were clenched so tightly the bones in my hands ached with the need to hit something, anything, hard enough to make the image leave my skull. I saw it. After resolving the issue on the training grounds, I had been informed on my way back that Zira was back. Anger filling my veins, I was on my way back with a mission to deal with Zira when I saw what I never expected to see. I had seen everything as it unfolded in that garden. After the deaths of my parents, what I witnessed today had to be the second most horrific thing I had ever been forced to watch. My brother’s mouth on my mate’s. The way my Omega’s whole body had recoiled at the touch. I dragged in sharp breaths through my nose, one after another, fighting the shift that clawed under my skin. Losing control now would help no one. Least of all Silas. A knock sounded at the door, and Zira walked in. Just as I expected, I had known he would come to me first, and the fac
The King's Unwanted Omega 4. His Unmerciful Gaze
Silas's Pov:The first thing I felt was the weight of the thick, silk blankets that draped over me, pulsing with a wonderful, addicting scent. It was cedarwood, tinged with that undeniably good Alpha pheromones.I opened my eyes and my heart immediately leaped into my throat. Memories of last night
The King's Unwanted Omega 3. Torn
Zenith's Pov:My boots slammed against the stone stairs of the cells, every Alpha guard I passed was pressed against the wall, their eyes wide and their breathing heavy. They could smell it, I could smell it. I reached his cell and ripped the heavy door open so hard the hinges groaned in protest.
The King's Unwanted Omega 2. Unexpected Heat
Silas POV One moment I was walking home in the rain, mourning a life lived in shadows, and the next, I was a traitor to the crown. It was a joke, it had to be. I was a nobody, like a ghost. How the hell could I ever be a spy? I leaned my head against the damp wall, trying to make sense of the nig
The King's Unwanted Omega 1. False Accusations
Silas POV “Silas, you need to listen to me,” Dr. Stephen said slowly, looking into my eyes like he was hoping I'd listen to everything that was about to come out of his mouth. I already knew where this was going. “Your system is under incredible strain. These suppressants….they aren't meant for
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