All Chapters of Crimson Outcast: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Amara’s POVAfter dinner is over, Blake and I head to our room. Or what I assume is our room. I'm not too sure if we will share a room or have separate rooms. Thalia and Beta Jason follow behind us. Blake leads me to a room where he opens the door and allows me to go first into the room. Jason and Thalia bid us good night. I sit on the bed and start flicking through the TV channels. Blake cups my chin, kisses my forehead and tells me he will be back soon. Suddenly I started to pout, wanting him to stay.As Blake leaves, my heart sinks a little. The room feels emptier without him, and the flickering images on the TV do little to distract me from the longing that has settled in my chest. I turned off the TV and lay back on the bed, staring up at the ceiling, hoping to hear his footsteps returning soon.A half hour passed but it feels like hours. The silence is heavy, and my mind wanders, replaying the events of the day, the emotions it stirred, and the uncertainties that lie ahead. Just

Our first alpha king and beta meeting…After my mother and Amara leave, us fellas finish our breakfast. The maids come to clear the table as we all get up and follow my father to his office. Once we enter, my father takes his seat in front of his extra-large mahogany desk. Jae and I sit in front of him while Nico sits on the couch. My father leans forward and intertwines his fingers. “Its Time you and jae have had your first alpha and beta meeting. wee have much to discuss," he says, meaning business.The atmosphere in the room shifts immediately, and I can sense the gravity of the conversation that is about to unfold. My father starts, "Blake, Jae, this upcoming training session is one of the most crucial we've ever orchestrated. The threats we face are growing, and we must be prepared to defend our territory and our upcoming Luna Queen”Jae nods, his expression serious, while Nico listens intently from the couch. "We've identified several key areas where our defenses are weakest," m

Amara’s POV After a great night's rest, Blake is sure to wake me up at 5 am on the dot. Rubbing my eyes and groaning, I get up, making sure he knows I am not happy about being woken up at such an early hour. After getting dressed in my workout clothes that his mother picked out for me, we head downstairs. Nico is waiting for me with the twins. We all walk to the training grounds, but there is no one else here but the five of us.Looking at Blake with curiosity, he says to me, "Your training will start every day at 5 am. This way you won't be distracted by the other Lycans training." I nod, and then Nico says, "Run!" Jolted by his command, I just stare at him. "Your time is running out," Nico says to me. "You have to run 1 mile in 10 minutes." Shocked at the timed goal, I try to plead with Blake, but he doesn't budge. Instead, he says, "I think you should get going, my love."With a deep breath, I take off running, my feet pounding against the ground as I push myself to meet the chall

Blake’s POVFor the last 4 weeks, Amara has trained every day for 2 hours, getting stronger, faster, and enhancing her combat skills, I say to my father. Nodding his head in agreement, he makes note that she has gotten much better at her overall performance. We grew silent for a moment before I gathered enough strength to tell my father the truth—or at least what Thalia and I think is the truth. Amara has a wolf or a lycan father. He looks at me with curiosity. "Then why hasn’t she shifted?" he asks me."Well, when I first met Amara, I was drawn to her, and so was Black. We knew she was our mate, and Black said she has a counterpart, but for some reason, she is hidden away. I brought the topic up to Thalia, and that’s when Thalia told me that Amara let out a burst of energy twice when they hugged each other. Thalia says that only happens when one is a witch," I say ever so carefully.Immediately, I sensed my father's demeanor change. "You mated to a witch?" he says to me with a tone I

“Ritual”Amara’s POVAs the days pass, anticipation builds within me for the coming ritual. Each morning, I find myself growing both anxious and hopeful—hoping that soon Thalia will succeed in unlocking whatever barrier is holding back my counterpart. The uncertainty gnaws at me, but I cling to the faith that this journey, however daunting, will lead me toward the answers I seek.Thalia, ever wise and nurturing, gives me a list of tasks to complete—steps designed to help me prepare, inside and out. The first is a cleansing bath. She insists it’s more than just washing away the dirt; it’s a symbolic act, meant to strip away the doubts and fears that have clung to me for so long. I gather the herbs and salts she recommends, letting their fragrance soothe my nerves as I soak, picturing every worry dissolving into the water.Next, I dedicate specific times each day to meditation. At first, my mind resists, racing with thoughts of the pack, the ritual, and the secrets that swirl around Ama