Semua Bab The Lycan King's Outcast Omega: Bab 101 - Bab 110

Alaric"Where is she?"The wolf chained before me flinches at my tone, throat bared in instinctive submission. He reeks of fear – not just of punishment, but of something deeper. Someone more dangerous than even his king."My King, please..." His eyes dart to the guards, to Garrett, to anywhere but me. "If they find out I spoke...""They?" Power floods the dungeon cell. "Or she?"His silence is answer enough. Through our bond, I feel Sage's pain even from here – each breath sharp with broken ribs, each movement an agony as she refuses magical healing that might frighten the pack further. The rage building in my chest threatens to shatter my control."You will tell me everything." My voice holds deadly calm. "Every word she spoke. Every coin she paid. Every promise she made. Or I will show you exactly why they call me the Lycan King.""She'll kill me." The words burst from him. "Lady Eris, she... she has ways. Powers from the North. She said we'd be heroes, protecting the pack from dang

Alaric "My King." Eris's voice stops me in the hallway. "Might I have a moment of your time?"Through our bond, I feel Sage's attention shift briefly before she returns to her work in the healing wing. These "moments" with Eris have become more frequent lately, each one more desperate than the last."I have duties to attend to." I move to pass her, but she steps deliberately into my path."That's exactly what I wished to discuss." Her smile holds calculated warmth. "Your duties to the kingdom. To our people.""Our people are being well served.""Are they?" She moves closer, her scent carrying notes of expensive perfume. "When half the pack still struggles to accept a queen with uncertain powers? When noble wolves whisper about tainted bloodlines?"I let my power fill the space between us. "Choose your next words very carefully.""I mean no disrespect." Her hand brushes my arm before I can step back. "I understand the attraction. Her power is... remarkable. And having such abilities at

Sage My heart pounds as I watch him enter our bedroom, water still glistening on his skin from the shower. Through our bond, I feel his breath catch at the sight of me waiting for him, vulnerable yet certain in my choice.Wetness pools between my legs from his hungry gaze alone. My shyness is quickly replaced by a sense of power that my king looks ready to drop to his knees for me, the words “fucking beautiful” whispered from his lips. The towel drops from his waist and I can't help staring, taking in every powerful line of him. Every hard plane, every defined ripple under his golden skin. My Lycan King. My mate. Through our bond, his satisfaction at my obvious appreciation mingles with his own hunger.My perusal stalls when my eyes trail to his long, thick member straining toward me, my entire body heats, a pink flush creeping over my skin. While he’s touched me in ways that make my blush deepen to think about, he’s never let me see all of him before now. A gasp escapes me at the si

SageAncient dust tickles my nose as I lean closer to the faded text, excitement building as I translate the archaic language. Through our bond, I feel Alaric's amusement at my complete absorption in research."You missed lunch again." His voice makes me jump as he sets a tray beside me. "And dinner.""I found something." I pull him down to see the text, not even tempted by the food despite having forgotten meals. "Look at this - 'The Trial of True Mates.' It was used in ancient times to prove mate bonds beyond any doubt."His hand traces patterns on my back as he reads over my shoulder. Through our bond, I feel his interest sharpen at certain passages."A ritual to demonstrate the depth of connection?" He frowns slightly. "What's involved?""That's what I'm trying to figure out." I gesture at the scattered texts. "The descriptions are fragmented, but it seems to involve some kind of shared trial. Something that proves the strength of the mate bond itself.""And these warnings?" His fi

AlaricHer terror hits me through our bond like a physical blow. I'm moving before conscious thought, abandoning the border patrol reports as her consciousness starts to fade."Sage!" My roar shakes the library windows as I find her crumpled beside ancient texts. Through our bond, I feel her slipping away even as I gather her into my arms.The book fallen beside her catches my eye - a page about poisons used to break mate bonds. My blood runs cold as I read the symptoms listed: fever, chills, weakening powers...Everything she's been trying to hide from me."I need healers!" My voice carries command that brings them running. "Now!"The healing wing erupts in chaos as I burst in with her limp form. Her skin burns against mine even as she shivers uncontrollably."Her powers are fighting something." The head healer's hands glow as she examines Sage. "But I've never seen..."Through our bond, I feel Sage's strength ebbing. Feel how her healing abilities war with whatever poison runs throug