Chapter 71: The Crown That Wasn't Wanted

**Kael's Point of View** The villa, which had been my safe place for years, now felt like a grave. Every shadow seemed to remember that cold from another world, and every creak of the floorboards sounded like the Warden's footsteps. The smell of our fear filled the air, a bitter taste that no amount of opened windows could get rid of. Lyra was packing a small bag for Kenny in a quiet, scary way that worked. Her movements were exact, but her hands shook a little. She had dealt with shame, violence, and a rogue Alpha, but what happened to us last night was on a whole new level. It had not only hurt our bodies, but also the idea that we were safe. The medallion around her neck was not active, but I could feel its low hum of power, a watchful, wary energy that was like our own.

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Chapter 72: Whispers in the Stone**

**Lyra's POV** The silence of the Sanctum was not an absence of sound, but a presence. It was the deep, resonant quiet of a library that had held its breath for a thousand years, waiting for a reader. The air hummed with a low, thrumming energy that vibrated in my teeth, a constant reminder of the immense power sleeping in the stone around us. Kenny slept peacefully in a make shift crib carved from a recess in the cavern wall, the ancient runes around him glowing with a soft, protective light. For the first time since his kidnapping, the frantic, terrified flutter in our golden bond had stilled into the steady, calm rhythm of a truly safe and deeply dreaming child. That alone made the cold, hard reality of our new existence worth it. Kael was a wh

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The Dinner Bell: Chapter 73

**Kael's Point of View** The air in the Sanctum, which had just moments before felt so safe and old, now felt thin and weak, like a soap bubble separating us from an endless, hungry dark. Lyra's words hung in the air, taking the warmth out of the stone around us. *We rang the bell for dinner. The metaphor was so perfect that it was scary. We hadn't just drawn in a predator; we had called for a feast. My mind, which is used to dealing with territorial disputes and pack politics, couldn't handle how big it was. This was not a war over land or power. This was a fight to stay alive. Lyra was shaking because the huge and terrible things she had learned were about to overwhelm her. I hugged her

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Chapter 74: Into the Mouth

**Kael's Point of View** The forest was a whole new world at night. The familiar paths and the comforting smells of pine and wet earth were now covered in a new, heavy awareness. It seemed like every shadow was watching. The usual sounds of nighttime life were quiet, as if the animals could tell that something was wrong in their area. My team moved in a ghostly quiet way. Jake and Ryker stood on either side of me, their senses at their highest. Orin, our lead tracker, was behind us, constantly sniffing the air. Elara, the pack's most powerful mystic, was in front of us, her hands glowing with a soft, preparatory light, ready to sense the unnatural. We weren't going to the factory itself. Jake's report was very clear. The leftover energy was no lon

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All Chapters of His Forbidden Omega: Chapter 71 - Chapter 74

Chapter 71: The Crown That Wasn't Wanted

Chapter 72: Whispers in the Stone**

The Dinner Bell: Chapter 73

Chapter 74: Into the Mouth