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The Scars We Carry
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The Lycan King’s Hidden Male Omega: MM Romance The Truth is out
[Cillian’s POV]The heavy oak doors of my study closed, leaving me alone in the suffocating silence.Selene was gone, banished to rot in the freezing dark of the lowest dungeon, but the victory brought me absolutely no peace. The pieces of the puzzle were finally snapping together in my mind, forming a picture so horrifying it made my inner Lycan howl in pure agony. The goblet, Elian’s hands being crushed. But I still didn't have the full truth. When I brought Martha into my study, she was so terrified she lied straight to my face, claiming Elian was a greedy thief."Bring me the healer," I commanded the guard outside my door. My voice was a hollow, dead rasp. "Now."Less than five minutes later, the doors opened. Gaius stepped into the study.He was an old man, his face deeply lined with decades of service to the Blackwood crown. Usually, servants and staff bowed low when summoned into my presence, terrified of my volatile Alpha aura. But Gaius did not cower. He stood perfectly stra
The Lycan King’s Hidden Male Omega: MM Romance The Warload will never Touch you again
Ellian P.O.V"He did that to me," I whispered. The words tasted like ash and blood in my mouth. "The King.""I know," Kaelen answered softly. His jaw tightened, a muscle feathering in his cheek. "No one survives the silver mines with a smooth back. But those scars... they are not from a regular guard's whip. A guard strikes to break the skin. An Alpha strikes to break the soul. I know a Warlord’s work when I see it."He slowly moved his hand from my knee and rested it flat on the dirt between us, palm up. An open invitation. A safe space."Tell me," Kaelen urged gently. "If you carry the weight of it alone in the dark, it will eventually crush you. Tell me what he did to you."For a long moment, I just stared at his open hand.No one had ever asked me for the truth. Cillian had demanded it. Selene had twisted it. The kingdom had ignored it. But this feral, scarred rogue Alpha sitting in the dirt simply wanted to listen.I took a deep, shaky breath, letting my head fall back against the
The Lycan King’s Hidden Male Omega: MM Romance The Scars We Carry
[Elian’s POV]My hand was still resting on Kaelen’s. The heavy, emotionally exhausted silence between us stretched on for a long time after he told me about his past. My heart ached for him. For the first time since the guards dragged me out of the Blackwood courtyard, I felt like I was not entirely alone in the world.I pulled my hand back slowly, shivering as a sudden draft of freezing air hit my exposed arms."I need to check the wound," I whispered. My voice was raspy and completely dry. "The bitter moss only slows the bleeding. The silver from the sword... it burns deep. If the moss has turned black, I have to replace it."Kaelen let out a low, rough breath. His massive, heavily scarred chest rose and fell slowly. He looked incredibly pale in the firelight, the dark veins of silver poison still faintly visible near his neck, but his golden eyes were completely lucid."Do it," Kaelen grunted, his voice tight with pain.I crawled closer to him on the hard dirt floor. My own body was
The Lycan King’s Hidden Male Omega: MM Romance The Queen in a cell
[Cillian’s POV]The absolute silence inside my study was heavy and entirely cold.I stood perfectly still in front of the unlit stone fireplace. The dark steel of my battle armor felt like solid ice against my broad chest. My mind was racing, entirely consumed by the memory of the courtyard. The pieces of the puzzle were shifting in my head, and none of them fit together.I needed answers.The heavy metal lock on my study clicked loudly. The thick oak doors were shoved open, slamming against the stone walls.My two hardened Royal Guards stepped into the room, shoving Selene forward.She stumbled slightly, her bare feet hitting the cold stone, but she did not fall. She caught her balance instantly. She ripped her arm out of the guard’s heavy leather grip, her eyes flashing with absolute, terrifying fury. She was not a weeping victim. She was a deeply insulted, powerful Lycan Princess."Do not put your filthy hands on me!" Selene hissed, glaring at the Lycan soldier with pure venom.She
The Lycan King’s Hidden Male Omega: MM Romance Attacked by the King guards
[Selene’s POV]The royal suite was completely suffocating with the thick, sweet smell of warm rose oil.I sat comfortably in front of my massive gold vanity mirror, staring at my perfect reflection. A massive fire roared in the stone hearth. Two of my own personal guards stood at perfect attention by the heavy oak doors, their polished silver armor shining brightly in the firelight.I smiled, letting out a long, happy, triumphant sigh.I had won. Everything was perfectly mine.I picked up a tiny glass jar of expensive face cream, but my mind was miles away. The Warlord King was currently drinking himself into a useless, pathetic stupor in the dark, still mourning his lost, broken slave. Good. Let him bleed.My fingers gently traced the cold gold of my heavy necklace. My plan was perfect. Cillian was already dead inside, and soon, he would be dead in reality, too. The only thing standing between me and complete ownership of this entire Lycan Kingdom was one person: Prince Lorcan, Cilli
The Lycan King’s Hidden Male Omega: MM Romance The cook won't talk
[Cillian’s POV]The absolute silence inside my study was heavy and cold.I stood perfectly still in front of the massive, unlit stone fireplace. The heavy, dark steel of my battle armor felt like solid ice against my chest. My hands were clasped tightly behind my back. My golden Alpha eyes were locked entirely on the heavy oak doors.I was not a drunk, broken man anymore. My mind was completely sharp. I was a hunter, and I was patiently waiting for my prey.The sound of heavy, armored boots echoed loudly in the stone hallway.The thick metal handle turned, and the heavy oak doors were pushed wide open. My two Royal Guards stepped into the room. Standing directly between them was Martha, the old kitchen cook.She looked absolutely terrified. Her gray hair was messy, and her thin hands were gripping the dirty fabric of her white apron so hard her knuckles were completely white. The moment her eyes found my massive, armored body in the dark room, her knees completely gave out.She dropped
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