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89. Who would've thought?

Autor: Darcy Lee
last update Data de publicação: 2026-09-29 00:31:48

Silas’s POV

When I woke again in the evening, the room was quieter than before.

The light through the curtains had changed, now softer. I could immediately tell that it was the late afternoon bleeding into evening. I turned my head toward the clock on the side table.

5:10.

His Majesty was not in the room.

I sat up slowly, staring blankly at the black screen of the TV, listening to the stillness of the room. Then I pushed myself up slowly against the headboard and let out a long breath. My
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  • The King's Unwanted Omega   89. Who would've thought?

    Silas’s POV When I woke again in the evening, the room was quieter than before. The light through the curtains had changed, now softer. I could immediately tell that it was the late afternoon bleeding into evening. I turned my head toward the clock on the side table. 5:10. His Majesty was not in the room. I sat up slowly, staring blankly at the black screen of the TV, listening to the stillness of the room. Then I pushed myself up slowly against the headboard and let out a long breath. My body still ached in some places, but it was very very different from the way it had been this morning, my head also felt clearer. I noticed the IV was gone too. I glanced down at the back of my hand, flexing my fingers. Only a faint mark remained where the line had been. Then slowly, the wave of yesterday's memories began seeping in in waves. The party, the sudden chaos, the separation, the car, the forest. And worse of it all, those hours when the bond had gone silent. When I reached for

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    Zenith’s POV When Elara raised her head and saw me, she rolled her eyes. She stood up slowly, giving me that familiar bored look she reserved for people she held malice with. “Don’t look so surprised,” she said. “I’m not here for you, I’m here for Silas. I heard what happened, so I came to check on the poor Omega.” I raised a brow, mildly amused. I truly had not expected her, not back in the palace so soon. Especially with the way things ended the last time I saw her. Aside from the blunt honesty leaving her mouth so freely. The fact that she already knew about the incident, however, was less surprising. It had not reached the news yet, but word always traveled faster than official reports among our kind. Especially something involving the King and his mate. Such an attack large enough to spur chaos. When I locked eyes with my cousin again, her gaze sharpened. “Is he at least being treated properly,” she asked, “and not neglected?” Her question made me realize that she di

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    Zenith’s POV Silas swayed slightly where he stood, looking so…lost. The look in his eyes was so distant, it was like he didn't even know that he was standing there, it made something in my chest pull tight. Even the shape of my name on his mouth had felt far away, like he had spoken it from a dream. I stepped fully into the bathroom and went to him, his eyes never left me. Up close, he looked better than he did while he was still unconscious this morning. He looked more…alive. But the distant, weary look on his face worried me. “What’s wrong?” I asked. Silas only shook his head, giving no explanation to why he'd gotten out of bed, ripped out his IV and was now standing in front of a mirror, looking at himself. I did not believe him, something had to be wrong. Did he have a nightmare, or was this behavior perhaps, a side effect of his medication? I did not push. Because even if I did ask those questions right now, he didn't look like he would have a proper answer to give me.

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    Zenith’s POV I watched in silence as Dr. Joana moved silently around Silas's unconscious form on the bed, doing her final recheck, fingers precise as she verified that everything that needed to be intact still was. My settled again on my omega's pale skin against the sheets, an IV line fixed carefully into the back of his hand. He had not stirred once since he was taken to the hospital, not even when the medics transferred him, nor when the nurses cleaned the blood from his skin. Ziraa stood beside me, arms crossed over his chest, equally silent. Neither of us interrupted her work, as there was nothing useful either of us could say that would make Silas open his eyes faster. Finally, when Dr Joana finished, dhe rose from the bedside, gathered her instruments and turned to face us with a professional smile that did nothing to soften the fatigue around her eyes. She'd been awake all night, we all have. Except Silas. “His Majesty is alright for now,” she said before I could ask. M

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    Silas's Pov I ran as fast as I could. Branches whipped past my face and the ground rose and dipped unevenly beneath me. Stones and broken sticks dug into my bare feet with every step, sharp enough to make pain flare hard up through my soles, but I did not stop. Even though I did not know where I was going. The forest was dangerous, but it was still better than captivity. Better than sitting quietly while three Alphas carried me farther from my Alpha with every mile. I would rather be lost among the trees than remain in their hands and find out what they wanted from me. So I ran until my lungs gave out. When I finally stumbled to a stop, I breathed in and out of me so violently I had to bend forward and brace both hands against my knees. My chest burned, my throat felt scraped raw. For some minutes all I could do was stand there, bent over, shaking, dragging in breath after breath. When I was finally stable enough, I stood up straight and finally noticed the darkness around

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