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All Chapters of The King's Unwanted Omega: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

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108. We're Leaving

Zenith’s POV“That isn’t what I sent for him to wear.”The words hung in the air between us, and no one moved in the next few seconds. I watched as Silas looked down at himself as if the green fabric might suddenly change color, then back up across the hall, where Edvin and Elena stood in coordinated outfits that matched each other and matched the tone of the room decoration, very different from the one currently on my omega's body.My arm tightened around Silas’s waist, and I tried my best not to flare up in anger. “Then explain,” I said to Kyle, retaining my voice as low as possible, enough that we wouldn't attract the unwanted attention of the nearby guests. “Because those clothes arrived at the palace under your name, with your message, on the day you said they would.”Kyle’s confusion did not look like a lie, and that only made it even worse. What the hell was going on?“I sent a black set,” he said. “It’s tailored and a similar cut to what Edvin is wearing. I checked it mysel

109. His Choice To Make

Zenith's PovI was about to at least assure him that his birthday still wasn't over when I caught the change in his scent. It was subtle at first, thinning at the edges, a faint salt-sweet fracture where his usual warm jasmine florals should have been. Then I also felt him through the bond, he was not angry, just very…sad. I immediately stopped walking and turned him fully toward me.“Silas.”He kept his eyes down and wouldn't look at me.My fingers went under his chin and tilted his head up to look at me, and the sight I saw was something I hated from the bottom of my heart. My omega's eyes, filled with hurtful tears.“Please don’t,” I pleaded, “Don’t cry. Look at me.”It did not help. A few tears had already slipped free, shining under the corridor light, and the sight hurt me deeper than I would like to admit. This is my fault. “I don’t want to cry,” he said, voice shaking as he sniffed. “I just… can’t help it. And I didn’t even want to come anyway.”Guilt. A crazy amount of it,

110. A Word Of Advice

Silas’s POV“Okay. This is it.”Elena finally said it after the eighth top. It was the same shade of purple as the one she was wearing.My shoulders sagged in relief. Finally, I've been in and out the closet so much I was starting to regret following her up here. “Thank the Goddess,” I muttered. I had genuinely started thinking we were going to live in this room forever, and the party would be over before we knew it.Elena shot me a look, catching on to my words. “Don’t be dramatic. You only tried a few things.”Yes, eight tops and a few other sets of pants. Two of them were literally the same, but she made me wear them anyway. The final outfit was a simple black tailored trousers, a fitted purple shirt with clean lines, and a darker outer layer that kept the whole thing from looking too... simple? At least it was good enough that I did not immediately want to tear it off.Elena looked at me from head to toe, making me shift a bit uncomfortably under her sudden attention.“What?”

111. To Move Toward Something Pleasant

Silas's Pov The car ride back to the palace was quiet in the best way. City lights slid past the windows in soft streaks, and for the first time all evening my shoulders were not locked up around my ears. My Alpha sat close enough that his scent filled the space between us. “You looked very beautiful back there,” he said softly. I turned toward him, slightly caught off guard. His eyes moved over my face slowly. “It took more restraint than I care to admit not to press you against the nearest wall and explore my wildest fantasies on you.” I stared at him, blinking more than once as my brain refused to process the words. Then heat rushed straight up my neck and into my face so fast it was humiliating. “You–” I stuttered, glancing at the front seat where the driver must have definitely heard him. I smacked his chest out of sheer frustration. “Don’t speak like that,” I whined softly, flustered beyond repair. “We’re in a car.” He chuckled lowly, sounding very pleased with himself.

112. Unraveled[M]

Silas’s POVYou know that feeling of euphoria, like you're at the peak of the world, somewhere between cloud nine and subspace? That was where I was at the moment. I was torturously, slowly coming apart.My back hit the dresser, rattling the things on top of it, robe slipping off one shoulder and riding high up my thighs, and the cause of my state being my alpha who was on his knees on the floor in front of me, head buried in between the depth of my thighs, doing wonders to me with just his tongue alone. One of my legs was hooked over his shoulder, and the other trembled against the floor for balance. My fingers were buried in his hair, holding him right where I needed him, while my other hand braced against the edge of the dressing table so I would not fall.And his mouth…goddess. His mouth was doing wonders. So, so many wonders. His tongue worked against my heat with a patience that unraveled me in every possible way. I felt wet, hot, so many things at once. Every stroke of his

113. Greedy [M]

Silas’s POV There was the briefest pause behind me. Then I felt the huff of his breath against my skin, warm against the side of my neck. “Peanut,” he repeated, sounding far too serious compared to how ridiculous it sounded coming out of my mouth. I squeezed the edge of the dresser harder, pouting slightly. “Don’t make fun of me.” “I’m not, baby.” His lips brushed my shoulder. “If you say it, I promise to stop.” I'm not going to say it, but I nodded anyway. I doubt he understood how much I needed him right now. His hand slid back to my hip, grounding me in a possessive way. “Good boy,” he murmured. His hands slid the rest of the robe away until it dropped uselessly to the floor, leaving me bare against the cool air of the room. Gripping the dresser like my life depended on it, legs spread wide enough for him, I felt the unmistakable hard heat of him pressing against the small of my back. “Breathe,” he murmured. I tried. Goddess, I tried. But it came out broken. One of hi

114. More Than I Could Ever Wish For

Silas’s POV He could paint? I didn’t know that. There were so many things I still didn’t know about him, and so many things he still didn’t know about me. But it was okay. There was time, we would learn. I kept the short note in my hand and followed the red ribbon farther into the room. The next thing it led me to was a small box wrapped in the same ribbon, it was a jewelry box. A little smile tugged at my mouth before I even touched it. I picked it up carefully and detached the note glued to the top. •This will look good on you.• –Z I almost laughed under my breath. Blushing furiously at his words. Out of curiosity, I opened the box, and gasped when I saw what was inside.. A thin golden necklace rested inside, delicate enough to look like it might disappear if I breathed too hard. At its center sat a moon-shaped pendant, smooth and softly gleaming under the light. “It must have cost a fortune,” I whispered to myself. I admired it for a few more seconds, tip

115. Salt Sponge

Silas’s POV One month into the pregnancy, and I was slowly losing my mind. One minute I was happy, the next I was sad for no reason. Frustration came in waves, anger followed behind it, then tiredness, sudden and heavy, my body shutting down in the middle of an ordinary afternoon. All of it mixed together until I barely recognized my own moods before they swallowed me. And the worst of all was the hunger. Not for food. But for my Alpha. It was absurd, desperate, so constant, that any small thing could set me off, the sound of his voice, a sudden invasion of the memory of his hands, his face, his eyes, his hands, his naked chest, the way he walks. At first, the need had been almost thrilling, something new my body was learning how to want without fear. I grew accustomed to it the way a person grows accustomed to heat in summer. But after a few weeks, the guilt started. Because Zenith never rejected me. In the beginning, I had been the one to ask, the one who reached for

116. Dates and Cakes

Silas’s POV We walked into the pastry shop hand in hand. Mine was swinging a little because I couldn’t help it. The second the soft scent of sugar and baked butter hit me, the excitement that rose in my body made me feel lighter on my feet. Zenith’s palm stayed steady around mine, grounding the bounce in my steps without stopping it. The moment we stepped inside, the staff scrambled, and in seconds they were in a single file, heads lowered, greeting us in a deep, uniform bow. “Your Majesties.” I instinctively shifted closer to Zenith. The sudden formality of people always did that to me. The way, all of a sudden, the whole room, no matter how it was, rearranged itself around the fact of who we were. They clearly had not been informed we were coming. It wasn’t a big deal, at least not to me. We were only here for cake after all. The manager appeared a few seconds later, slightly out of breath, smoothing his jacket as he approached with a respectful bow of his own. “Your

117. Am I fat?

Silas’s POV Caroline pulled back first, still smiling wide. “I can’t believe it,” she said, eyes bright as she looked him over. “I never expected to run into you here today, of all places. I've been looking forward to attending at least one event with you for the past few years, but I've never gotten the luck to get invited. You look well, Zenith, or should I say your majesty?” she asked with a sheepish smile. “It's fine Caroline. You look well too,” he replied with a small smile. His voice was polite, which was the same tone he used in public. Standing beside him, she looked even more polished, the kind of Alpha woman who belonged in formal halls and conversations, unlike me in an oversized sweater with cake frosting still faintly on his spoon. I stayed seated, quietly. Neither of them had looked at me yet. I doubted this alpha woman even noticed me. “I heard you rarely leave the palace these days, you must've been really busy.” Caroline continued lightly. “I almost did

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