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The Lycan King's Outcast Omega Ch. 152
Alaric Her scream tears through the night, pulling me from light sleep to instant alertness. Beside me, Sage thrashes against invisible restraints, her hands frantically grasping at her now-flat stomach."My baby!" Terror fills her voice, eyes open but seeing something from nightmares rather than our darkened bedroom. "He's taken him! Cassius has taken our pup!""Sage," I speak firmly but gently, careful not to touch her until recognition returns. We've learned this lesson over the three weeks since our son's birth. She’ll lash out, unseeing, unless I bring her back to me first. "You're home. You're safe. Cassius is dead."Her wild gaze finds mine, confusion and fear gradually yielding to dawning awareness. The connection between us pulses with her panic, then relief as reality reasserts itself."The baby?" Her voice breaks on the question, hands still protectively covering her abdomen."Right here." I gesture to the cradle beside our bed where our son sleeps peacefully, somehow undis
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AlaricWe find Iris in the nursery, humming softly to our son who has awakened and studies his aunt with solemn curiosity that seems impossible in one so young. His awareness has unnerved more than one pack member who expects newborn behavior from the infant who watches everything with an unsettling focus."There's my little prince," Sage says, her voice transforming as she takes him from Iris. All traces of her nightmare fade as she cradles our son, her entire being softening with a love that flows freely between all three of us.Alexander. Named for strength, for leadership, for the new era his birth represents. His tiny hand wraps around Sage's finger with surprising force, his violet eyes - exactly matching his mother's unusual color - fixing on her face with that uncanny focus."He's hungry," Sage says, settling in the rocking chair beside the window. As she adjusts her nightgown, Iris quietly excuses herself, leaving our small family in peaceful privacy.I watch them together, th
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Six months laterMoonlight streams through the ancient windows of our private chambers, painting silver patterns across Sage's bare skin as she dresses for the ceremony. I pause in adjusting my formal attire, momentarily captivated by the sight of her. Six months of motherhood and recovery have transformed her – not back to who she was before, but into someone new, stronger, with a quiet confidence that takes my breath away."You're staring," she says without turning, a smile in her voice as she reaches for the ceremonial dress laid across our bed."Admiring," I correct, moving behind her to help with the intricate fastenings. "My queen. My mate. The mother of my son."My fingers linger against her skin, tracing the silver mark on her neck that now pulses with a connection deeper than anything we shared before Alexander's birth. The horrors we endured somehow strengthened rather than weakened what binds us together.Sage turns in my arms, her hands smoothing the front of my formal jack
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The great hall falls silent as we enter, hundreds of wolves from every territory rising in unified respect. Not just for their king, but for the queen who has earned her place through sacrifice and courage beyond what tradition ever demanded. And for the child who represents a future none could have predicted when this journey began.From my position on the ceremonial dais, I can see the varied reactions as Alexander surveys the gathered crowds with that unsettling focus. Some wolves bow lower, instinctively recognizing power beyond his infant form. Others watch with careful assessment, measuring reality against the prophecy's ancient words. A few – very few – show lingering concern in tightened jaws and narrowed eyes.But none voice opposition as the head elder steps forward to begin the ancient rite of presentation. The ceremonial words flow in language older than any living wolf, acknowledging the heir to the throne that predates modern territories and alliances.When the moment com
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The celebration continues around us, the entire kingdom acknowledging the heir whose existence represents both fulfillment of ancient words and the beginning of a new era none could have fully anticipated. Through our connection, contentment flows alongside a lingering wariness – joy in the present moment balanced against awareness that threats remain beyond the walls currently sheltering our family.But as night deepens and the ceremonial feast gradually transitions to a quieter gathering, a different energy builds between us. Sage's eyes find mine across the crowded hall, her thoughts flowing with crystal clarity despite the distance separating us – reminder of the promise whispered before the ceremony began, intention that has nothing to do with politics or prophecy and everything to do with the man and woman who found each other against all odds and expectations.When we finally withdraw, Alexander settled peacefully in his nursery under Iris's watchful care, that energy transforms
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One year laterMorning sunlight streams through our bedroom windows, painting golden patterns across Alaric's sleeping form. I study him in this rare moment of complete relaxation – the powerful lines of his body softened in slumber, the weight of crown and kingdom temporarily set aside. My fingers trace the silver mark at his neck, my claim now as permanent as his upon me.So much has changed in the year since Alexander's birth. The kingdom that once viewed me as an unwelcome intruder now bows respectfully to their healing queen. The council that resisted my position now seeks my counsel on matters extending beyond traditional healing responsibilities. And the mate who once fought our connection now reaches for me even in sleep, his hand finding mine with an unconscious certainty that makes my heart swell."Watching me again?" he murmurs without opening his eyes, a smile playing at the corners of his mouth."Absolutely. Every chance I get," I admit, leaning down to brush my lips again
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"We should get up," I say reluctantly after indulging in the comfort of Alaric’s arms longer than our mornings usually allow. But all too soon, the moment we’ve spent basking in our joyous news is overshadowed by the awareness of the many responsibilities waiting beyond our private chamber. "The council will be gathering soon."Alaric growls softly, arms tightening around me in playful resistance. "They can wait," he counters, rolling to position his body above mine with careful weight distribution that somehow manages to be protective and passionate simultaneously. "I've just learned I'm going to be a father again. There are matters requiring immediate attention before affairs of state can possibly be addressed."The desire flowing through our connection ignites a matching response in me, political obligations temporarily fading beneath more primal considerations. This has been an unexpected gift from all we've endured together – passion deepened beyond anything I could have dreamed a
Last Updated : 2025-03-25The Lycan King's Outcast Omega Author's Note
That's a wrap for Sage and Alaric's story! Thank you so much for taking this bumpy ride with me! I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it! We'll see a bit more of Sage and Alaric in Alexander's story, coming up next right here on this thread. The Lycan Heir's Destiny"His violet gaze locks with mine, power crackling between us like lightning before a storm. 'I was born to rule a kingdom,' he growls, backing me against the ancient stone wall, 'but fate made me yours.' His touch blazes across my skin, healing and burning in equal measure. 'Why must you tempt me like this?' he demands, fury and desire warring in his eyes. Before I can answer, his mouth claims mine in a kiss of raw possession and rage—a battle neither of us can afford to lose, yet neither will surrender."As heir to the Lycan throne, Alexander Sterling carries the weight of an ancient prophecy on his shoulders. With his twenty-fifth birthday approaching, he must take a mate before claiming his crown.
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Lyra The royal sanctuary glows with morning light filtering through its glass walls, illuminating Queen Sage as she tends to rare plants with her own hands rather than delegating the task to servants. She looks up as I enter, a knowing smile touching her lips."Lyra," she greets warmly. "You look well this morning."Something in her tone tells me she's perfectly aware of why I might look "well," and I feel heat rise to my cheeks again. "Thank you for inviting me, Your Majesty.""Sage, please," she corrects, setting aside her gardening tools. "At least when we're alone. We're family now, after all."The casual acknowledgment of my place in her son's life—in the royal family—leaves me momentarily speechless. I've been so focused on the complications of court politics that I hadn't fully considered the simpler truth: I've gained not just a mate but a family connection.I kneel beside the spiral pattern of silver-blue blooms she’s tending, assessing their condition with a healer's eye. "
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Lyra Sunlight streams through the curtains, painting warm patterns across the tangled sheets. I wake slowly, momentarily disoriented by unfamiliar surroundings before memories of the night flood back. The weight of Alexander's arm draped across my waist anchors me to both the present moment and the significance of what passed between us.I study his sleeping face, softer in repose than his usual royal mask allows. Dark lashes rest against cheeks still bearing faint marks where power surges manifested during our separation. The bond between us pulses with contented warmth, stronger and more stable than it's been since the temporary healing at the Cave of Whispers."You're staring," he murmurs without opening his eyes, a smile curving his lips."Just making sure you're real," I reply, surprised by the vulnerability in my own voice.His eyes open then, violet depths focusing on me with an intensity that makes my breath catch. "Very real," he assures me, pulling me closer. "And not going
The Lycan King's Outcast Omega Ch. 54
KieranMira and I sit in silence for a while, watching stars appear one by one in the darkening sky. The distant sounds of palace life—guards changing shifts, servants carrying out evening duties—remind me how far we are from the simplicity of our forest home."I slept with someone else," I admit suddenly. "After Lyra left with Alexander that first time. One of the refugees from the northern settlement."Mira raises an eyebrow but doesn't interrupt."I thought it would help," I continue. "Thought maybe if I could just be with someone else, these feelings would fade or change or..." I shake my head. "It didn't work. Just made me feel worse, actually.""Because you were using them to try to forget Lyra," Mira points out. "That never works.""I know that now." I run a hand through my hair in frustration. "Gods, I'm a mess.""Yes, you are," she agrees with characteristic bluntness. "But that doesn't mean you can't figure your shit out."A sudden flush of anger rises in me. "Easy for you t
The Lycan King's Outcast Omega Ch. 53
KieranThe palace gardens are annoyingly perfect—every shrub precisely trimmed, every flower arranged in meticulous patterns, like nature couldn't be trusted to look good without human interference. I find a secluded bench beneath a weeping willow, as far from the manicured beds as possible, and drop onto it with a heavy sigh.It's been two hours since I quietly slipped out of my chambers, unable to stay there any longer. The thin walls did little to muffle the sounds from Lyra's room, each soft gasp and whispered endearment like a knife twisting in my chest. I knew this was coming—hell, I practically pushed her toward the prince—but knowing something will hurt doesn't actually make it hurt less when it happens.I lean back, staring up through willow branches at the darkening sky. At least the stars look the same here as they do back home. Small comfort, but I'll take what I can get."Thought I might find you out here sulking."I don't need to look to recognize Mira's voice. She's bee
The Lycan King's Outcast Omega Ch. 52
Alexander I’ve spent the entire day in bed with Lyra in my arms and I’ve never been more at peace. As twilight deepens outside the windows, we lie tangled together in comfortable silence. My fingers trace idle patterns on her bare shoulder while her head rests on my chest, directly over my heart. The bond between us hums with contented warmth, stronger and more stable than it's been since the temporary healing at the Cave of Whispers."The power surges have stopped," I observe quietly, realizing I haven't experienced a single manifestation since we came together.She props herself up on one elbow to look at me, her hair falling in a curtain around her face. "The intimate connection strengthened the bond's stability," she explains, unable to completely suppress her healer's analytical tendencies even now. "It's not permanent healing, but it's significantly reinforced the temporary measures."I can't help but laugh, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "Only you would provide a tec
The Lycan King's Outcast Omega Ch. 51
Lyra The morning light is a soft intrusion, warm on my eyelids and tangled limbs. I wake in the circle of his arms, the night before replaying in vivid, lingering bursts. My body is a symphony of aches and satisfaction, reminders of just how thoroughly bonded we have become.I shift slightly, feeling the press of his skin against mine, and my breath catches at the heady intimacy of it. He murmurs something in his sleep and pulls me closer, as if even unconscious he can't bear for there to be any distance between us. The memory of our first night together blooms in my mind, a kaleidoscope of sensation and emotion.I remember the way he groaned my name as I collapsed against him, spent and breathless, the echo of our shared release reverberating through the bond."Does it hurt?" he asked.It had, but not in the way he meant. The stretch of him inside me was so overwhelming, so intense, but exquisitely good, and the moment I adjusted, it was as if my body couldn't get enough."More," I
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Alexander I close the distance between us in one stride, my mouth finding hers with newfound urgency. Her response is immediate and enthusiastic, her body arching into mine as her arms wind around my neck. I tug gently at her loosened tunic, breaking the kiss only long enough to ask, "May I?"She nods, and I slip the garment from her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. My breath catches at the sight of her—strong and lithe from years of healing work, skin pale gold in the afternoon light, the curve of her waist flaring into hips still covered by her leggings. The binding around her chest is utilitarian rather than decorative, but somehow all the more appealing for its practicality."You're beautiful," I tell her, because it's true and because the flush that spreads across her cheeks at the compliment is worth any momentary awkwardness."You're still wearing too many clothes," she points out, fingers already working at the fastenings of my shirt.I laugh, the sound rusty with dis
The Lycan King's Outcast Omega Ch. 49
Alexander I stand in the doorway of Lyra's chambers, all my carefully prepared words evaporating at the sight of her. She looks exhausted but resolute, chin lifted slightly in that way I've come to recognize means she's bracing for an argument. The bond between us pulses with conflicting emotions—relief at our proximity battling with the lingering tension from our courtyard confrontation."Can I come in?" I ask, my voice softer than I intended.She nods, stepping back to allow me entry. I close the door behind me, grateful for the privacy after our too-public disagreement earlier."I owe you an apology," I begin, pride giving way to more important priorities. "My reaction to your return was..." I search for the right word."Possessive? Accusatory? Completely unfair?" she supplies, though the slight curve of her lips takes some sting from the words."All of the above," I admit with a rueful smile. "I was worried sick, Lyra. The bond separation, the power surges, the reports of Vega's a
The Lycan King's Outcast Omega Ch. 48
Lyra The palace looks different this time—less intimidating, more like a potential sanctuary than a gilded prison. Maybe it's because I'm not arriving as a captive or a curiosity, but as someone making a conscious choice to return. Or maybe I'm just too exhausted to be intimidated anymore."You okay?" Kieran asks, pulling his horse alongside mine as we approach the eastern gate."Just tired," I assure him, though that's only part of the truth. The bond with Alexander strengthens with every hoofbeat closer to the palace, the familiar silver warmth spreading through my chest after days of uncomfortable stretching.The guards at the gate snap to attention when they recognize me, their expressions a mixture of relief and curiosity. They wave us through with minimal questions, though I notice how their eyes linger on Kieran and the other healers with suspicion.Some things haven't changed, then.The eastern courtyard bustles with activity—servants carrying supplies, guards changing shifts,
