All Chapters of Lycan king and his Omega: Chapter 71 - Chapter 77

Malrik’s POVThe torches flickered against the cavern walls, casting long, angry shadows that twisted like serpents. The deeper I walked, the heavier the air became—drenched with ancient magic, blood oaths, and the scent of sulfur.At the center of the circular chamber stood Kaelron, the dark sorcerer—cloaked in crimson and black, his face half-hidden beneath a hood. His skeletal fingers moved rhythmically above the obsidian altar, muttering incantations in a forgotten tongue. The dark pool in the stone basin before him shimmered with blood and stardust.I stepped forward. “Enough theatrics, Kaelron. I didn’t come here to watch your little rituals.”Kaelron’s head lifted slowly. One pale eye gleamed from beneath his hood. “You always were impatient, Malrik. But breaking the seal of the Moon Goddess is no trivial matter.”I clenched my jaw. “She was mine. She is mine. Yet I can’t reach her—not in dreams, not in power. Something’s blocking me.”Kaelron nodded. “A divine seal. Placed by

Autumn’s POV The Priestess’s words echoed in my ears even as I walked back into the palace, Zane’s hand gently resting on the small of my back. “If you truly want to escape him—if you wish to reduce the pull, the craving, the fear—you must remember. Enter your past life through the dream. Accept what he did to you. Only then can you break what still binds you. temporarily you can escape him till full moon” Her voice had trembled when she said it, as if she herself had once walked through the same torment. I lay on the bed, fingers clenched around the moonstone charm she had given me. I closed my eyes, whispered the incantation, and let the pull of the dream devour me whole. The dream didn’t welcome me—it swallowed me. I stood barefoot on icy stone floors, my breath misting in the air. A sense of dread coiled in my chest. I recognized this place before I even turned my head. The dark castle. A place my soul had buried deep out of mercy. Chains clinked around my wrists. My a

Autumn didn’t wait a second. Her heartbeat roared like war drums in her chest as she burst out of the palace gates, her hands still trembling from the ancient book she’d read in the royal library. Her feet pounded the ground like thunder, her breath quickening with every step. The sky above was heavy with clouds, but the real storm churned inside her. She needed answers. She needed hope. She needed to end this, before Malrik’s darkness consumed not just her dreams — but her soul. The temple gates stood tall, old and silent, as if carved from time itself. She shoved them open, nearly collapsing on the cold stone floor. The white-robed Priestess stood before the moon altar, as though she had been waiting. "Priestess!" Autumn cried out, her voice breaking. "I read it... I saw everything. About Selaria. About Bella. About Malrik." The Priestess turned, her ancient eyes filled with a mixture of sorrow and wisdom. “You carry the weight of many lives, child.” Autumn staggered forwar

Five Years Later Five years had passed. The shadows of the past were now distant echoes, barely audible beneath the laughter of children and the warmth of a home built on strength, sacrifice, and unshakable love. Zane, my mate — the once-feared Lycan King — had become not just a ruler, but a symbol of prosperity and power across the realm. His empire stretched beyond borders, his businesses flourished, and yet… every night, no matter how far he roamed or how high he rose, he always came home. To me. To us. I had walked every step beside him — as his Queen, his partner, his home. And now, we weren’t just two anymore. “Mom!” Valen’s voice rang through the garden, filled with youthful command, so much like his father. Our firstborn, now ten, had inherited Zane’s piercing eyes, his firm jawline, and his natural ability to lead. Even at such a young age, the other pups in the royal pack followed him without question. He ran toward me, his golden-brown curls bouncing, carrying his li