All Chapters of Discarded: The Omega’s Last Run: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

My spirit has zero desire for more family drama. After I take a quiet wash in the water chamber, I slide my body onto the giant mattress, keeping my skin right on the very edge of the furs.I look across the dark logs at Draven, who is still sitting completely still on the couch. "The bed is clear if your wolf wants it."It takes a long minute before his deep voice rolls through the dark room, sounding low and husky. "Alright."My wolf does not waste time thinking about his shadow. Soon, the heavy exhaustion from the clinic clinic hits my head, and I drift down into a deep, heavy sleep.When my eyes crack open the next sunrise, Draven Calder is completely gone from the room. The other half of the wide mattress furs is perfectly straight and cold, untouched by any wolf skin. I do not linger in his space—I just stand up on my legs and go wash the sleep from my face.As my boots come down the stone steps, I find our grandmother already pacing the floorboards, her old eyes snapping straig

My lips move into a tiny, mocking smile. "Well, since the boy Mireya already has his great black knight shielding his body, my wolf is curious—what low role are Ronzek’s paws playing for him tonight?"The short comment leaves Ronzek looking totally uncomfortable; his jaw tightens up with deep embarrassment as his eyes instinctively jump to Mireya’s face. He snarls, completely furious that a low male like me is mocking his pride in front of the high elite."A common camp dog, obviously," Thalia hits back, showing her brother zero mercy. If Ronzek wants to hunt Lardon, Thalia will always bare her teeth for my sake—especially when her brother is so obviously starting a fight.Ronzek’s face drops another shade of dark. "Thalia, your tongue is crossing the pack line. My wolf simply respects Mireya's high work. That is all."Even Mireya cannot help but pull his brows together in a tiny frown. He expected Lardon Vexley to look totally flustered and awkward in front of this high crowd. Instea

My wolf anxiety shoots up like a rocket; my mouth is just about to plead my case when Ronzek Hale and his pack friends trot into the corner, their ears catching my offer. Ronzek lets out a loud, mocking laugh from his throat. "Male Vexley, your brain must think this royal tower is a cheap border flea market. Did your low paws really expect to haggle over prices here? Didn't your eyes read the pack laws on the gate?"I look up from the frame. It wasn't just Ronzek and Tavros Kane standing there. Draven and Mireya are walking right into our circle too, their heavy leather coats brushing the stone.Pressing my teeth tight together, I force my inner beast to look completely calm. "I have a real family reason for asking, Ronzek. My claws have been hunting for a canvas my mother lost winters ago, and this one looks exactly like her work. That is why my mouth hoped we might strike a trade deal with the master."The manager wolf stalls out, looking totally unsure how to handle a male wolf's c

My boots follow his giant tracks, my mouth calling out fast, "Wait, Alpha, I—"Before my tongue can finish the phrase, my boot steps right on a smooth piece of bone-wax someone dropped on the stone, and my balance goes totally missing. My body stumbles forward, falling straight into Draven’s massive arms.My brain assumed his hands would just let my frame crash into the hard rock floor. But in the next split second, Draven’s heavy arms reach out and catch my waist, steadying my thin body flat against his rock-solid muscular chest. He does not let go of my skin right away. Looking down at my face, his dark pupils completely unreadable, he lifts one thick eyebrow and says real lazily, "Throwing your male body into my chest won't get your paws that painted scroll, Vexley."The urgent words I wanted to say get completely caught in my throat. I look up into his big face, pulling my eyebrows into a slight frown. "Alpha Calder, your brain is overthinking the fall. My tongue wasn't about to a

"Lady Seraph Kain's boy, your slippers and Alpha Calder are always running together on the mountain paths, but I don't think any chief has ever clarified what your body actually is to his den," Thalia barks out loud. "Are you his official boyfriend? Or are you his chosen fiancée under the moon?"The skin around my eyes flickers with sudden tension. It was a deliberate, lethal challenge—and with my male vest standing right here in the circle, if Mireya opened his mouth to answer directly, and my tongue chose to reveal my true status as the legal married male partner of the Calder Dominion, Mireya’s high reputation across the valley would be completely destroyed. His name would be branded as a dirty home-wrecker, a common side-stray, with zero ways to clear his face before the council.Mireya could see right through Thalia’s veiled attack. His beautiful brows pull together in deep irritation as his gold eyes fix my friend with a freezing, hostile stare. His brain was totally sure his cl