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CHAPTER 13: THE ROYAL DECLARATION

Penulis: ZOE E. PEACE
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-09-23 05:43:03

The silence in the Grand Banquet Hall was deafening.

King Roran bypassed Lady Selene completely, stepping over the hem of her golden gown as if she were a shadow on the marble floor. He stopped directly in front of my side table, his storm-grey eyes soft with a fierce, burning pride.

Gently, Roran took the heavy crystal wine pitcher from my hands and set it down on the table. He took my right hand — the palm marked by the faint, healing line of the border rejection ritual — and lifted it into t
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  • The Omega They called Barren   CHAPTER 13: THE ROYAL DECLARATION

    The silence in the Grand Banquet Hall was deafening.King Roran bypassed Lady Selene completely, stepping over the hem of her golden gown as if she were a shadow on the marble floor. He stopped directly in front of my side table, his storm-grey eyes soft with a fierce, burning pride.Gently, Roran took the heavy crystal wine pitcher from my hands and set it down on the table. He took my right hand — the palm marked by the faint, healing line of the border rejection ritual — and lifted it into the golden light of the chandeliers."You stand in the presence of my blood," Roran's voice boomed, vibrating through the stone walls, shaking the banners hanging from the rafters. For a heartbeat, the words seemed to hang suspended over the hall, too enormous for anyone present to fully absorb at once.Selene stumbled back a step, her face draining of all color. "Your... Your Majesty? What are you saying? She is a border stray — an omega from the southern swamps—""Silence!" Dorian Vask growled,

  • The Omega They called Barren   CHAPTER 12: THE BANQUET OF SNAKES

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    The ringing of steel on steel echoed across the stone arches of Ashveil's high training courtyard.Dawn had barely broken over the frosted peaks, but cold sweat was already trickling down my spine. I gripped the hilt of a lightweight broadsword, my boots sliding slightly on the polished granite flags as I absorbed a light strike from Dorian's practice blade.Clang."Lower your center, Princess," Dorian said softly, circling me like a massive, patient wolf. He held his longsword with one hand, his posture relaxed, his golden eyes observing every breath I took. "If an Alpha lunges at you with full force, you don't block his momentum head-on. You redirect it."I wiped the hair from my eyes, my lungs burning. My body was still recovering from the miscarriage — the physical ache was a quiet, dull thrum in my lower abdomen — but I refused to put down the sword."Again," I gasped out.Dorian didn't move. He lowered his blade, resting the tip against the stone floor. "You've been at this for

  • The Omega They called Barren   CHAPTER 9: CRACKS IN THE KEEP

    The Great Hall of Silver Hollow smelled of stale ale and dying embers.For three days, the feast banners celebrating Vera's elevation had hung from the rafters, but no one was drinking anymore. The music had died the moment news arrived from the border that Alpha Kael had been found kneeling in the mud, screaming as the mate bond shattered inside his chest. Servants had taken to whispering in doorways instead of walking the halls openly, the way people do in a house where something has gone quietly, irreversibly wrong.Inside the Alpha study, documents were piled high on the mahogany desk — unbalanced trade ledgers, angry demand notes from the mountain clans, and unverified supply requisitions. Without Elira's sharp eye, the administrative machinery of the pack had ground to a sudden, screeching halt. No one had thought to ask, in all the months of taking her competence for granted, what would happen to Silver Hollow the day she stopped holding it together.Kael sat behind the desk, a

  • The Omega They called Barren   CHAPTER 8: THE PROTECTOR'S OATH

    The silence in the royal wing was thick, broken only by the crackle of pine logs in the hearth.Roran's private sanctuary sat at the highest point of the palace, overlooking the white stone city below. Servants had placed a tray of spiced tea, warm bread, and roasted meats on the low carved table, but none of us had touched it. Outside the tall windows, the last of the afternoon light was turning the terraced rooftops the color of amber, and somewhere far below, a bell tolled the hour with a low, resonant chime that felt entirely unlike the harsh iron gongs of Silver Hollow."Selene exceeds her bounds," Roran said, pacing near the floor-to-ceiling windows, his silver eyes dark with irritation. "She treats this court as her personal drawing room because her father controls the southern grain trade.""She is an annoyance, Roran, not a threat," I said, leaning back against the high fur-lined chair. I had changed into a simple gown of deep sapphire wool — soft, warm, and free of any restr

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