All Chapters of The Lycan King’s Hidden Male Omega: MM Romance: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

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How the hell did selene go missing?

[Cillian’s POV]The blizzard fought us every single step of the way.The wind howled through the narrow mountain pass, whipping thick sheets of ice and snow directly into our faces. I rode at the front of the heavy vanguard, pushing my massive black stallion until white foam dripped from its mouth. My inner wolf paced violently against my ribs. Every passing second felt like a rusted blade twisting in my chest.Alive, I reminded myself, my thick leather gloves gripping the reins so tightly the material groaned. I have to take her alive.If my claws slipped, if my rage won for even a fraction of a second, the blood tether would violently snap back and kill my mate. I was marching into the dark to capture the devil, and I had to do it gently.The jagged, black peaks of the mountain finally broke through the whiteout. Below the towering icy cliffs, the base camp of the Warlord’s Silver Mines appeared like a graveyard buried in the snow. Rows of rotting wooden slave cabins stood in the fr

The letter

[Kaelen’s POV]I stood perfectly still outside the thick oak door, my leather-clad hands resting heavily on the pommel of my broadsword. The sharp, violent clack-clack-clack of Queen Isolde’s riding boots had faded down the spiral stairwell minutes ago, but the lethal, unhinged fury she left behind lingered in the stagnant air like thick smoke.She hadn't screamed at me. She hadn't thrown a royal tantrum or threatened me aloud when she realized I had slaughtered her favorite assassin.And that was exactly what made my blood run cold.I ground my back teeth together, my jaw locking so hard the muscles in my neck ached. I had survived long enough as a rogue mercenary by reading the silence of dangerous people. A royal with wounded pride was the most unpredictable, catastrophic weapon in any kingdom. Since her elite shadow had failed to use the nightshade, and her attempt to pull rank on me had completely backfired, there was only one logical move left for an insulted, jealous queen to m

Sent the letter

[Isolde’s POV]I paced the length of my private chambers, my heavy silk skirts dragging across the thick rugs. My chest rose and fell in jagged, uneven gasps. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw the massive, scarred mercenary standing in the drafty corridor. I saw the absolute blankness in his expression as he looked down at me. I felt the stinging, humiliating burn of his rejection.I stand at the door. Nothing more.He had turned me down. A filthy, low-born rogue who should have been begging on his knees for my favor had looked me dead in the eye and chosen to bleed for a nameless rat in the basement.The jealousy was a physical, living thing in my chest, scratching at my ribs with hot claws. My own husband locked his doors to me. The guards I picked from the mud turned their backs on me. I was being replaced, pushed out of the inner circle of my own kingdom by a woman who didn't even have a face.I stopped in front of the massive silver-backed mirror sitting on my vanity. My reflect

Received the letter

[Cillian’s POV]Failure was a physical weight, heavy enough to drive a King to his knees.I stood entirely alone in the center of my private study, staring blankly at the massive stone fireplace. I did not move. I barely breathed. The frantic, desperate energy that had carried me all the way from the empty silver mines back to the borders of my own kingdom had completely abandoned me, leaving nothing behind but a hollow, crushing inadequacy.My inner wolf, a beast that had spent its entire existence dominating every room it walked into, was currently pacing the edges of my mind with its head bowed. It whined, a pathetic, grieving sound that echoed through my chest.I had lost her.I had marched into the freezing mountains, utterly convinced I was going to wrap my hands around Selene’s throat and rip the dark magic out of her chest. I had promised myself I would return to my mate with the ultimate prize of safety. Instead, I had found an empty cage, a dead assassin, and a trail that we

I will be back, Elian

[Elian’s POV]I lay in the center of Cillian’s massive bed, staring blankly up at the dark canopy. My chest was rising and falling in shallow, uneven hitches. For hours, the sympathetic magic had been quiet.My mind was spinning completely out of control. Cillian had been gone too long. I had lost track of the hours since he rode out into the freezing storm, marching his men toward the silver mines.What if she wasn't there? What if she killed him? What if the tether snaps right now and I just stop breathing in this bed alone?The crushing weight of my own anxiety was starting to make me dizzy. I pulled the heavy furs up to my chin, my hands shaking so badly I could barely grip the edges.Then, the heavy silence of the castle shattered.It started as a muffled commotion down the far end of the corridor. Heavy, sprinting boots hitting the stone floor. The loud, chaotic clattering of armor. Guards were shouting questions, their voices overlapping in alarm. And then, cutting through all

King Garrick

[King Garrick’s POV]"You think entirely too small, Selene."I wiped a bead of sweat from my temple, pacing a slow, deliberate line across the thick, expensive rugs. The massive fire roaring in the stone hearth was oppressive, turning the hidden bedchamber into a sweltering oven. The heat made my silk doublet cling to my skin like a wet, heavy blanket, but I didn't care. The physical discomfort meant absolutely nothing compared to the intoxicating, god-like power humming through my veins. I felt absolutely, fundamentally untouchable.Queen Selene was lounging on the red velvet settee, her dark silk robe pooling around her and she was frowning at me with sharp disapproval."I am being realistic, Garrick," she snapped, shifting her weight on the cushions. "You are letting your ambition blind you to the reality of who we are dealing with. If we demand three northern border towns and unimpeded access to the silver trade, Cillian will pay it. He will bleed his own economy dry to keep the

To the High King

"I said I am not to be disturbed!" I barked, my voice echoing off the stone walls."Sire, I beg your pardon," a muffled, breathless voice called through the thick wood. It was the High Commander of the Border Guard. "But the watchtower captains insisted I bring this to you immediately."I let out a heavy, aggravated sigh. I set the decanter down with a sharp clink, walked over to the doors, and slid the iron bolt back. I pulled one door open just enough to look at the man.The Commander was standing in the corridor, looking deeply uneasy. He was fully armored, his helm tucked under his arm, and his brow was furrowed with confusion. He didn't look terrified—he looked rattled, like a man trying to solve a puzzle with missing pieces."This had better be a declaration of war or a fire in the lower city, Commander," I warned, my voice dripping with cold disdain."It's the Northern border, Your Grace," the Commander said quickly, keeping his voice low. He shifted his weight, glancing nervou

Make your choice, King Garrick

[King Cillian’s POV]I sat on my warhorse, staring at the towering white-stone walls of the Eastern Capital.The mate bond connecting my soul to Elian screamed. It pulled tight across my chest, burning like a hot iron pressed directly against my ribs. I felt his heartbeat slowing down miles away in the North. I felt his life slipping through my fingers. Every second we sat outside these gates was a second Elian lost. My inner beast clawed violently at the inside of my skull, demanding blood, demanding entry, demanding the absolute destruction of anything standing between the woman killing my Luna and us.I raised my scarred hand high above my head. I dropped it forward.The Northern siege engines fired instantly.Massive iron-tipped ballista bolts and jagged boulders tore through the air. They slammed into the Eastern Capital’s pristine walls with deafening, catastrophic force. The heavy stone barricades splintered. TI drew my broadsword and gave the command to charge.Tens of thousa

Running with Selene

[King Garrick’s POV]My lungs completely stopped working.The Warlord towered over me. He stood as a wall of blood-soaked iron and feral rage. I stared at the heavy iron pommel of his broadsword. My hands shook violently. I pressed my palms flat against the mahogany map table to hide the tremor. I ruled the East. I commanded legions. I lived my entire life believing I was untouchable, sitting safely behind thick white walls. Standing in the shadow of this monster, I felt like absolute prey.I swallowed hard, forcing moisture down my dry throat."Make your choice, King Garrick," Cillian repeated. His voice vibrated through the floorboards directly into my boots. "Right now."I needed a shield. My mind raced frantically, clawing blindly through my panic for a way to survive. I lifted my chin. I forced my spine straight, wrapping myself in a desperate layer of royal indignation. I looked directly into the Warlord's glowing golden eyes and lied through my teeth."You are acting on false i

Tell me how to break the curse

[Kaelen’s POV]My broadsword hovered exactly two inches from Garrick’s chest.I kept my grip tight around the heavy iron pommel. I watched the Eastern monarch completely unravel in front of me. The polished, arrogant ruler who commanded legions had completely vanished. A sweating, terrified coward stood in his place. Garrick’s chest heaved with frantic, shallow breaths. His eyes darted wildly around the sweltering stone walls of the hidden bedchamber, desperately searching for a hole to crawl into.Garrick looked back at me. Confusion and panic completely warped his face."What are you doing?" Garrick choked out. His voice cracked, spiking into a pathetic, high-pitched whine. "I gave you a direct order. I stationed you in that exact corner. I kept you down here for one reason—to guard her! Why are you disobeying me? Get back to your post immediately and kill anyone who comes through that door!"I stared down at him. A deep, sickening wave of absolute disgust rolled through my stomach.

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