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The Lycan King's Outcast Omega Ch. 31
Alaric She feels impossibly small in my arms, her silver-blonde hair spilling over my jacket wrapped around her shoulders. My wolf paces beneath my skin, torn between rage at those who hurt her and the desperate need to protect.I carry her to my private quarters – the most secure rooms in the packhouse. No one enters here without my explicit permission, and right now, I don't trust anyone else to keep her safe."Brother?" Iris appears in the doorway as I lay Sage on my bed. Her eyes widen at the sight of the chains' marks on Sage's wrists. "I'll kill her.""Not if I get to her first." The words come out more growl than speech. "Stay with her?"Iris nods, already moving to check Sage's injuries. "What are you going to do?""What I should have done weeks ago."I find Eris in her quarters, guards posted outside. She's clearly been expecting me, perched elegantly on a settee like this is a social call."My King," she smiles. "I trust you've secured the thief?""Interesting choice," I say
Last Updated : 2025-01-11The Lycan King's Outcast Omega Ch. 32
Alaric The taste of blood lingers in my mouth as I approach the packhouse. Three warriors dead, twelve injured. The mutant wolves are evolving – stronger, faster, more organized. But right now, I can't focus on that threat. Pack politics wait for no one, not even a blood-soaked Lycan King."They're waiting in the great hall," Garrett reports, falling into step beside me. His own wounds are still healing – claw marks that should have closed hours ago. "Your father has already started damage control with the Northern Alliance."My beast snarls at the reminder of politics when all I want is to check on Sage. But I can smell the tension in the air, feel the weight of watching eyes. Every noble wolf in the territory has gathered for tonight's dinner – and Eris's public apology."How is she?" I ask quietly."Still in your rooms. Iris hasn't left her side." Garrett hesitates. "But the nobles are talking. Lady Victoria has been particularly... vocal about pack stability."Of course she has. V
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Sage The healing wing has become my sanctuary over the past weeks, but this morning even that peace is shattered. Lady Victoria reclines on an examination table, holding her wrist as though it's made of glass."Such primitive methods," she murmurs as I grind herbs for a poultice. "In my family's pack, we have actual healers. Ones with proper training. And wolves, of course."I focus on my task, trying to ignore the other noble she-wolves who've suddenly developed various minor ailments requiring treatment. They cluster around Victoria like perfectly groomed vultures."The traditional healing arts are passed down through bloodlines," Lady Eleanor adds. "Though I suppose without knowing your family history, you wouldn't understand such things."The mortar and pestle nearly crack under my grip. I think of my pendant, of half-remembered songs about moonlight and healing. But those vague memories won't help me here."The poultice is ready," I say instead, keeping my voice steady. "For your
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Sage The messenger's black and silver uniform catches my eye first – Blackthorn colors. I freeze in the hallway, heart hammering against my ribs. He's speaking with one of Alaric's guards, but all I can focus on is the familiar crest on his jacket.Memories surface like drowning things: Daphne's cruel smile, Cassius's gentle lies, the pack's jeering faces as he rejected me. The corridor suddenly feels too small, the air too thin."Sage?" Iris touches my arm, making me jump. "You're white as a sheet."I try to speak, but the messenger turns slightly, and something in his profile reminds me so much of Cassius that bile rises in my throat. A flash of memory hits me – finding him in his study late one night, hunched over strange vials, speaking to someone in hushed tones. He'd seen me and smiled, but there had been something wrong about it, something I'd been too naive to recognize."Just tired," I manage, but Iris's frown says she doesn't believe me.The messenger disappears into Alaric'
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Alaric Blood soaks into the ground at my feet, but for once it's not from enemies. Three of my best warriors lie writhing in pain, their wounds refusing to heal. The mutant wolves' latest attack was coordinated, precise - and their claws leave marks that resist our strongest healing magic.But even as I kneel beside my injured men, my beast claws beneath my skin, sensing Sage's distress through a bond she doesn't know exists. The conflicting pulls of duty tear at me - protect my warriors, protect my mate, protect my pack. All while maintaining the facade of cold control everyone expects from their Lycan King."Alpha." Garrett's voice draws me back. "The council is gathering. They're demanding answers."Of course they are. I leave my warriors in the healers' care, though something tells me traditional methods won't be enough this time.The council chamber buzzes with tension when I enter. Victoria holds court among the noble wolves, her golden hair arranged to display her family's cere
Last Updated : 2025-01-14The Lycan King's Outcast Omega Ch. 36
Sage My fingers tremble slightly as I sort herbs, too aware of the noble wolves watching my every move. Their whispers follow me like shadows through the healing wing, where more warriors arrived this morning with wounds that won't heal."Such a shame," Victoria's voice carries clearly. "These injuries are getting worse instead of better. Almost like someone's interfering with the healing process."I focus on grinding silver-leaf, trying to ignore how the other healers draw away from me. They've been using my remedies - they work better than traditional methods on these strange wounds - but no one will acknowledge it."Sage!" A young wolf bursts in, breathing hard. "Please, it's my sister. She's hurt - fell down the old cellar stairs. She's asking for you."Victoria's perfectly shaped eyebrows rise. "Surely one of our trained healers would be better suited—""No," the young wolf interrupts. "She wants Sage. Please."Something feels wrong, but I can't ignore an injured pup. I gather su
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AlaricShe moves through the garden like a ghost in moonlight, her silver-blonde hair catching starlight as she mechanically sorts herbs. Even from my office window, I can see the shadows under her eyes, the slight tremor in her hands.My beast rages beneath my skin, remembering how she flinched from my touch yesterday. How she curled into herself, making her already small frame tiny with fear. The urge to hunt down everyone who hurt her wars with the need to gather her close and never let go."The noble families are demanding a response," Garrett says behind me. "Victoria's father—""Can go fuck himself.""Alaric."I turn from the window reluctantly. "I know. Politics. Alliances. The same bullshit that lets them hurt what's mine.""What's yours?" His eyebrows rise. "Have you told her yet?"I growl in response, which is answer enough.The meeting with Victoria and the noble families is mercifully brief. She plays her part perfectly - wide eyes, practiced confusion about why anyone woul
Last Updated : 2025-01-15The Lycan King's Outcast Omega Ch. 38
Sage The yarrow leaves blur before my eyes as my mind drifts to last night in the garden. The gentle way Alaric helped sort herbs, how his jacket smelled of pine and winter wind, the warmth of his forehead pressed to mine…I catch myself smiling and immediately try to suppress it. I can't afford these kinds of thoughts. Can't risk hoping, can't risk feeling—"That's the third time you've counted those leaves."I jump at Iris's voice. She leans against the healing wing doorway, grinning like she knows exactly where my mind was wandering."I was just..." I gesture vaguely at the herbs. "Making sure.""Mmhmm." She drops into the chair beside me. "Nothing to do with my brother being shirtless in the training yard?"Heat floods my cheeks. I hadn't even realized I could see the training yard from here. Hadn't noticed the way sunlight gleamed off his scarred skin, how power rippled through his movements as he demonstrated fighting techniques…"I'm not looking," I insist, focusing harder on
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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
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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
The Lycan King's Outcast Omega Ch. 50
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,
