The Lycan King's Omega のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 31 - チャプター 40

“What are you doing? Kill me already.” Before he could complete the last word, Caine hit him on the head with the piece of wood. Logan barely had any time to process the pain when another landed on his head.He was forced to scream. He shook in an attempt to free himself, but the more he struggled, the more frequent the hits became.Caine stopped and blood trickled down Logan's temples. He couldn't stop screaming. The pain was overbearing. Tears welled in his eyes and he screamed louder as the pain kept accelerating, even after the force was removed.He bit his lower lip in an attempt to suck in the pain. He bit it hard until he tasted blood. He wished he could die from the pain, but it turned out the impact from the stick wasn't enough to kill him. His breathing was husky and laboured. He yearned to place his hand on his head to soothe the pain, but that was impossible in his bound state.Caine hit him again, and this time on his chest. He repeated the action up till three times unti

By evening, word was sent to Silas that the omega's breathing had stabilized. Silas wasted no time in visiting the chambers where Logan was treated.The shaman stood immediately, the door opened, and the King walked in.“All the medications have been given to him. He is breathing normally now, although still unconscious. I'm hoping that he will wake up in two days.” The shaman cleared his throat and continued. “Untill then, we will continue administering medications.”Silas didn't respond. He walked closer to Logan and his gaze settled on the wound in his chest—the place where he was stabbed. The shaman noticed the King's gaze and quickly added. “The wound is healing very slowly, because of the silver, but hopefully, it will be completely healed soon.”“How soon?”The shaman bent his head. “I'm not sure.”Silas kept looking around the room, unsure of what exactly he was looking for. For some odd reason, he felt like he wanted to be close to the omega.Then, he sat at the edge of the b

THE NEXT MORNINGPreparations had been made previously for Silas' short trip. Theo had gotten him out of the box and he looked a total mess, just like he always looked after the half-blood moon.“Theo, thank you so…” Silas attempted to appreciate him, but Theo cut him off.“You need to get prepared for today's trip. We need to find a solution soon.”Silas nodded and watched as Theo left the room. The King proceeded to get ready and carry his suitcase along with him. He ate his breakfast in his chambers.When he got outside, he wasted no time in leaving with Theo. He hadn't bothered to see Caine or Griffin from Moon Valleys, or even going into the room where Logan was kept.Griffin, Caine and Avril also got up. They already had it in mind that they would leave today. It was impossible for their Fake Logan to arrive for the execution to be carried out; hence they devised another plan.Breakfast was served to them in their visitors quarters.“Do you really think this would work?” Griffin

“What is wrong with you?” Lan flared up as he faced the older man. The shaman attempted to dig his hand further into the overseer's pockets but Lan restricted him, which was followed by him flinging the shaman's hand away.The healer stumbled backwards, holding his chest before regaining his stance.Lan straightened his crumpled pants and pointed at the shaman. “Explain the meaning of this nonsense immediately.”“I need to see your pockets. You have Tokana powder in there, don't you? I can sense it.”Lan acted stunned for a few seconds before regaining his composure. The healer was a wise one. Lan hadn't even known the type of poison that was given to him. He had no idea it was Tokana powder. The elderly man was right that the powder was in his pockets.Lan dipped his hand into his pockets, tugging the bag containing the powder deeper into the seams, so as to hide it. He noticed the shaman's gaze following his hands.“I am afraid you are biting more than you can chew.” Lan said sternl

He walked out and tried hard to hide his face as he pulled the thick shawl closer. He was about to enter the direction of his room when he heard someone running after him.The beating of his heart heightened as he hurried, but the person eventually caught up with him.“Hold up.” He heard a female voice say as she stood in front of him. He raised his head to look at her. She was a young bright-eyed woman.“Is the workers meeting still holding?”He heaved a sigh of relief upon realizing that she hadn't seen through his disguise. He shook his head, giving a negative response.“Thanks,” she muttered and left. Lan felt more relieved after she had gone. He didn't know if he had given her a correct or a wrong answer. He didn't care.He got to the entrance of his room and wasn't surprised at what he saw. Just as he had expected, there were men holding clubs, guarding the room. They waited there, their gaze sweeping over the corridors in anticipation of the overseer.He inhaled deeply and pull