All Chapters of The Lycan King's Unwanted Omega: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

The wine just wouldn’t stop dripping.It slid off the table in little lines, pattering on the polished floor like traitorous raindrops that echoed loudly in the silence that had descended in the hall.I stood frozen, the pitcher in my hand and napkin scrunched in my fist as I felt my face burn.Every pair of eyes in the banquet hall was on me. Not on the spilled glass. Not on the noble girl sitting in her wet white dress. On me.Luna Morninne’s smile was sharp enough to cut skin. “Some omegas,” she said sweetly, her tone carrying clean to the far wall, “struggle to learn their place.”My wolf snarled, sudden and hot. “Rip that poisonous tongue out of her mouth, carve her a real smile while you’re at it, to replace the fake one that she plasters on her face every day. I’ll do it if you won’t.”I gripped the pitcher so tightly that my knuckles ached. If I spoke, if I even breathed wrong, I would be finished. So I forced the words down, forced my knees to bend, and forced myself to wip

Everything in me wanted to be the man that she needed, the man that she deserved.But my mouth did not open.I saw the moment that she decided my silence meant a refusal because her eyes changed, as if they hardened. She pushed off the counter and brushed past my arm. I didn’t stop her.“You want me to be quiet?” she said with a coldness in her voice that I hadn’t heard before. “Fine. Then in your hall, from now on, I will be quiet…invisible.” She took a breath that seemed to steady her nerves before she spoke again.“But do not come down here and label it as me living under your protection when what you mean is me living under your control.”Before I even had a chance to react, the sound of footsteps hit the stone behind me. I didn’t need to turn to know who it was. Nolan’s calm and collected aura always seemed to reach you before he did.“Your Majesty.” He acknowledged with a nod of his head as he stopped at the edge of the doorway, but his eyes went straight to her first. I hear

Jeremiah’s shoulder steadied me until I realised that he and Alina were supporting me. I stepped away from her and shoved him off. He didn’t even blink at the rude dismissal; he just shifted to block the view from the guards, and Alina said nothing,“The King is fine. Rotate filters. Eyes front.” Jeremiah shouted down to the soldiers.Boots shuffled back into rhythm, their masks hissed, and I could still see the ward shimmering faintly in my peripheral vision. Good. That meant we were still protected. I clenched my jaw and forced my spine and shoulders straight. I wouldn't fall again.“You looked weak in front of your men. You let them see it,” my wolf spat.I ground my teeth together until I felt calm enough to speak again. I refused to give him the satisfaction of being right.Alina hadn’t moved. She stood too close, her mask shadowing half her face, but her eyes burned into me, and her hand hovered near my arm like she was one second away from steadying me herself.“Sit down,” she

By evening, I’d put out the same fire in four different rooms. By night, Jeremiah walked into my office and shut the door behind him.“Have you heard the latest?” he asked.“Which one?” I laughed coldly. It wasn't funny at all, but what else could I do?“That the wards worsened after she arrived. That your pity invited it. That the city pays for your soft heart.”“My heart is anything but soft. If it were, I would have claimed her already and taken her to bed publicly.”“I know,” he said.“Where’s it coming from? Any names for ringleaders?”“Honestly? It's everywhere. Delilah really helped to spread it this morning before we caught her, but it would’ve spread anyway. People want something to blame, so they pick the girl they think no one will defend.”“I defended her, though.”“This time you did, yes...and that’s their proof that there's more going on between you two than you're letting on publicly,” he said with a frustrated sigh, “You shut nobles down in the corridor. You had Delila

By morning, the weight of yesterday’s whispers hadn’t faded, and as I walked to the scheduled lesson with Nolan, I tried to ignore the not-so-hushed whispers and comments that followed me.As much as I looked forward to learning more, the thought also filled me with dread, especially when some of the harder words seemed to mock me as well. Nolan was already there with his sleeves rolled to his forearms, his posture relaxed but still alert. He’d stacked the usual four books with his usual uniformity, as if man-made order could soothe the chaos around him. It was the neatness expected of a Gamma.The Bestiary of the Forgotten. Chronicles of Wardcraft. A Border Security Ledger and Heraldry of Old Lines. All of these were insanely difficult for me to read, and there was no way that I could do it alone, but Nolan was a patient teacher, and he explained things clearly, which made it easier for me.He glanced up the second that I stepped inside, and the corners of his mouth tilted upwards s