The Lycan King's Omega のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 5

Logan Kincaid, the man who knew he was doing the right thing, cleansing his land of the plague that had befallen it. He was an alpha after all and no other person could lead better than him.He stood proudly before the crowd of his pack members who had gathered over the infamous sycamore tree. Beneath the tree, a concrete slab was elevated from the floor. And by the side, a well was dug so deep that no one dared to go close, except it was the Alpha's order. An order to fall in and get killed.The dreaded place was known as the execution corner. Logan stepped forward, brandishing a sword. The people on the front row cowered in fear as they moved backwards. By his side, two men knelt down. One seemed to be out of life. Blood had dried on his pale skin, the skin which looked like it was dragged across brazen stones.His hand shook limply before finally going out of motion.Logan chuckled, then grinned, revealing his gold tooth at the left side of his upper teeth.He was shirtless, and t

A FEW DAYS LATER“How long has it been since you sent the message?” Logan asked Caine, while tapping his feet restlessly on the floor as he sat down.“Over a month now, alpha. I sent physical letters, then emails, but the Lycan King hasn't responded to any. I think it's best to take our eyes off their affairs. The Lycans are extremely powerful.”Logan placed a finger on his chin. He had already muttered a ‘no’ in his head. He wasn't going to leave the Lycan King alone, until the king admitted that what he was doing was wrong.He needed to save the king of the mess he had gotten himself. The Lycan territory was disgusting in Logan's eyes. Men openly paired with men, living without shame and consequences.He had visited there a couple of times, and the sight caused discomfort to settle in the marrow of his bones. He always prayed within himself that the people would turn a new leaf.If there were a less powerful group, Logan would have picked up a fight with them. But since the Lycan we

His head throbbed, and his limbs felt extremely sore. Drops of water from the roofing zinc above, fell on his head. Logan opened his eyes slowly, he was lying in a pond of muddy water.The last thing he remembered was the bullet, and Caine too. Caine stabbed him. “But where am I?” He asked himself.He tried to get to his feet by throwing his muscular self up like he always did vigilantly when getting up from bed. However, his body felt too weak to even squat.He grunted as he managed to get up by staggering. He had never felt this weak before. He gritted his teeth as he held onto the pole that was stuck in the ground. He swore that when he found Caine, he would kill him for this betrayal.It was dark as night had taken over. The only thing illuminating where he sat was a streetlight. He looked around the unfamiliar environment. He didn't know which part of his pack that this was.He squinted his eyes at the ramshackle houses, low cloth lines, the garbage dumped around and concluded th