All Chapters of Discarded: The Omega’s Last Run: Chapter 111 - Chapter 118

LARDON VEXLEY POV"Your big alpha hands need to back off my skin right now, Draven," my mouth barks out, my voice dripping with pure heat as my body flinches away from his sudden touch on the mattress."My touch makes your male skin jump like a scared pup now, does it?" Draven growls back, his gold eyes darkening under the dim golden light as his large fingers freeze right above my bare stomach."Your breath is too close, and my wolf does not want your pity tonight," my tongue snaps, my chest heaving hard beneath the sheets while my eyes glare straight into his heavy alpha jaw."Suit yourself then, Lardon," his deep voice slices through the quiet bedroom, his thick frame turning away from my frame with total indifference as he drops his massive body onto the leather couch.My hands do not waste time arguing with his stubborn face. My fingers grab the white medical pills from the nightstand, shoving them straight into my throat and swallowing the bitter medicine down in one rough gulp

LARDON VEXLEY POV"Your eyes are looking right through my face, Draven," my mouth says, my voice shaking as my boots press against the floor of the locked master suite."My mind is trying to figure out which part of your male pride is real tonight, Lardon," Draven growls low, his gold alpha eyes tracking the wet sweat dripping down my neck.The heavy silence inside the bedroom shatters instantly when his comm-device lets out a sharp electronic ring. His big hand reaches down toward the light, his fingers hovering over the flashing screen as his gaze snaps back to my chest."Do your ears mind if my mouth answers this pack business right now?" his deep tongue asks, his tone dropping into a strange, heavy vibe that sounds almost like he is begging for my male permission."Answer your pack calls, Warlord, my skin does not care about your schedule," my tongue forces out, though my teeth are grinding together so hard my jaw aches.A sudden, violent spasm rips straight through my lower abdom

Before my fingers can thrust the light into her face, a senior pack supervisor steps out from the back arches, his large hand gently shoving the nurse behind his back as his scent goes completely flat and unreadable. "My mouth confirms the situation, Master Vexley. The current liver is no longer allocated to your line. Please take your body back to the waiting lounge and await further territory notice."My brain is not a naive cub in this brutal world; three winters running Nighthowl Systems' public relations division meant my nose could smell a high-society political cover-up from a mile away. This is a private pack fortress—raw tribal power and alpha influence can bend any medical law, even when a dying wolf is running out of moons. Someone with a massive army had just jumped the sacred line.My skin goes entirely pale, my male voice shaking with pure, unadulterated fury. "Which alpha’s name bought that organ from under my family's boots?""The identity of the current recipient is c

LARDON VEXLEY POV"Your boots are finally stepping through the frost, Warlord," my male voice rasps through the high courtroom lobby, my teeth grinding together as Draven Calder stalks inside.His thick leather winter cape flows behind his massive frame, his chiseled jaw locked and his dark gold eyes completely frozen, devoid of any raw emotion as his gaze fixes on my skin.There is absolutely no surprise inside my chest. His stone face shows exactly what a wolf expects before a mate bond is ripped apart by the high elders. Right behind his heavy shadow walks Tavros Kane, accompanied by an older male whose tailored tunic and sharp scent suggest he is no ordinary pack visitor.Tavros smacks the older man’s shoulder with a harsh chuckle. "Cousin, my claws leave the remaining carcass to your teeth. Make sure your tongue tears through the dissolution terms with Alpha Calder."The exact minute Tavros heard that Draven wanted to sever our bond, his mind had immediately contacted his relativ