Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Lycan King’s Hidden Male Omega: MM Romance: Kabanata 81 - Kabanata 90

[Elian’s POV]My hand was still resting on Kaelen’s. The heavy, emotionally exhausted silence between us stretched on for a long time after he told me about his past. My heart ached for him. For the first time since the guards dragged me out of the Blackwood courtyard, I felt like I was not entirely alone in the world.I pulled my hand back slowly, shivering as a sudden draft of freezing air hit my exposed arms."I need to check the wound," I whispered. My voice was raspy and completely dry. "The bitter moss only slows the bleeding. The silver from the sword... it burns deep. If the moss has turned black, I have to replace it."Kaelen let out a low, rough breath. His massive, heavily scarred chest rose and fell slowly. He looked incredibly pale in the firelight, the dark veins of silver poison still faintly visible near his neck, but his golden eyes were completely lucid."Do it," Kaelen grunted, his voice tight with pain.I crawled closer to him on the hard dirt floor. My own body was

[Cillian’s POV]The heavy oak doors of my study closed, leaving me alone in the suffocating silence.Selene was gone, banished to rot in the freezing dark of the lowest dungeon, but the victory brought me absolutely no peace. The pieces of the puzzle were finally snapping together in my mind, forming a picture so horrifying it made my inner Lycan howl in pure agony. The goblet, Elian’s hands being crushed. But I still didn't have the full truth. When I brought Martha into my study, she was so terrified she lied straight to my face, claiming Elian was a greedy thief."Bring me the healer," I commanded the guard outside my door. My voice was a hollow, dead rasp. "Now."Less than five minutes later, the doors opened. Gaius stepped into the study.He was an old man, his face deeply lined with decades of service to the Blackwood crown. Usually, servants and staff bowed low when summoned into my presence, terrified of my volatile Alpha aura. But Gaius did not cower. He stood perfectly strai

[Cillian’s POV]The blizzard was blinding, but I did not slow down.I pushed my massive black warhorse to the absolute limit, digging my heels into its sides. The freezing wind whipped my face, turning my skin numb, but I couldn't feel the cold. The only thing I felt was the heavy, suffocating weight of my own guilt.Elian.His name repeated in my head with every thundering strike of my horse's hooves. My inner Alpha was pacing frantically against my ribs, howling with anxiety. I had been so blind. I had let that wicked Queen trick me. I had taken the only pure, beautiful thing in my life, tied his hands, and ripped his back open with my own whip.I swallowed hard, my throat burning. I was the Warlord of the North. Kings did not beg.But I was going to beg.I was going to march into that freezing silver mine, drop to my knees on the dirty stone floor, and I was not going to get back up until my mate forgave me.Suddenly, through the thick, swirling wall of white snow, two dark shapes a

[Cillian’s POV]The freezing wind hit my face like tiny icy needles. It bit my skin, but I wanted it to hurt. I wanted to feel the pain. I deserved it.Under me, my big black warhorse let out a wet, sick sound. The poor animal had been running for hours without stopping. It was pushing through deep snow that reached its chest. Its muscles were shaking hard, but I kicked my boots into its sides again. I needed to go faster.Do not come looking for my body.Those dark words from the fake letter repeated in my head over and over. I reached my freezing hand inside my heavy coat. I pressed my hand over my pocket. Inside it was the piece of torn shirt, covered in Elian’s dried blood. Even through my thick gloves, I felt like I could feel his broken heart beating.He had broken our mate bond. The pain of it had almost stopped my own heart. But the broken bond was not what was driving me crazy. It was his final words.My body. He was not running away to hide. He was walking out into the freez

[Cillian’s POV]"They threw him into the freezing pits to die."The rogue Alpha’s words hit me like heavy stones.The roaring sounds of the blizzard faded into a dull, quiet buzz. The freezing snow blowing against my face melted instantly against my burning skin. I could not feel the mountain's cold any more. I only felt a heavy, crushing iron block sitting on my chest, squeezing every drop of air out of my lungs.The freezing pits. Died? I squeezed my eyes shut, and the horrible picture flashed in my mind. I saw his silver hair spread across the dirty, freezing ice. I saw his beautiful, gentle eyes looking around in the pitch black, waiting for me to come save him. I saw his purple, broken fingers reaching out for an Alpha who had thrown him away like garbage.A low, bone-shaking growl tore out of my throat. It tore my own vocal cords. It did not sound human in any way. I sounded like a demon waking up in a dark room.My Alpha aura exploded out of my body. It was a physical, heavy wav