บททั้งหมดของ THE KING’s RESONANCE OMEGA: บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

The rest of the day passed in the particular suspended quiet Evren had grown almost used to in the past four days.His walk to the garden was refreshing, but that was hours ago. He’d spent most of his afternoon by the window in his bedroom with nothing to do and Marisol had left to run minor errands.It was late in the afternoon, the light gone gold and low through the windows, when Evren caught himself smiling briefly.He didn't know, afterward, exactly what had prompted his smile. It was probably a small, foolish thought about the shape of a cloud outside the window, or perhaps it was a reminder of Marisol’s comment about his mother from earlier.Evren had eventually left his room again. He’d found out in Lachlan’s absence that he now had the freedom to walk most of the palace grounds as long as their guards accompanying him it was fine. He could go everywhere except up the stairs in the King's palace and, of course, the throne hall. Which was up the hill at the eastern palace anywa

Shifting back from his Lycan form came slower, his body protesting the reversal, and by the time Lachlan knelt on the blood-soaked road in his own skin again, someone had thrown a spare cloak over his shoulders and Delrin was already binding the prisoner's wrists with rope pulled from his saddle."Fren," Lachlan said. It wasn't a question. He already knew the Delta wolf was dead, but he needed verbal confirmation as that was protocol. "Dead, Your Majesty," Delrin replied flatly. "Aldous is wounded, not badly. We'll need to carry Fren back with us."Lachlan nodded once, and said nothing further about it, because there was nothing to say that would matter at this point.Instead, he looked at the bodies scattered across the road. Eight dead, one bound and shaking at Delrin’s feet.Lachlan was smart enough to know that this had not been a chance encounter. Bandits didn't organize ambushes with this many men on a road that was well patrolled, especially not this close to his palace.And b

What Lachlan had done didn’t fully register to him until he was alone in his office some hours later, the fire in the hearth burning low, the days remaining business handled with efficient coldness.His mind replayed the scenes from earlier. The words he’d heard which had led him to that hall. The punishment he’d given to the young Aloha and his father.The eastern mines were no idle threat. The men sent there rarely returned stable and some didn’t ever return from the mines. Lachlan had sent men there before.Men who had stolen from the crown. Men would’ve plotted against him, and men who he believed death a mercy they didn’t deserve. But he’d never sent a man to the mines simply for commenting on any of his bed partners.He sat long with his thoughts, turning them over in his mind until he felt uncomfortable with it. Earlier that morning he’d absentmindedly made the decision to transfer the new guard to the garrison all because Lachlan had been told of the guards' remarks about Evre

The Lycan King’s footsteps carried a weight in them that Evren wasn’t used to as he walked into the room.There was a weight in the air, carried by his pheromones that dwelled over Evren and the omega was taken back to the moment he had been brought before the king, the way it had felt the first time he felt the severity of the Lycan Crown’s pheromones.Evren knew without asking that the Alpha king was intentionally projecting his pheromones onto the Omega for whatever reason. And from the look on the King’s face, perhaps asking wasn’t such a good idea.Lachlan had left his office angry.He was Angry at himself, angry at the young Alpha, angry at that Beta, angry at the people who had orchestrated the ambush against him. Angry that he’d been unable to get anything useful out of the prisoner he’d taken. Angry that his mind and brain were all fixated on Evren when he should be investigating an attack that had clearly been intended to take his life.His anger hadn’t been directed at Evre

It wasn’t like being doused with a bucket of cold water. What Lachlan felt as the resonance snapped Evren’s pain into his chest was far more jarring. It was a visceral sickening jolt that tore through the haze of darkness Lachlan had willingly surrendered himself to.His fury shattered as he was pulled back into the present, and for one horrifying second everything went silent. Then awareness came flooding in, and Lachlan’s body went rigid as the realization of what he’d been doing slammed through him.The heat wrapped around him, the ragged sound of his own breathing, Evren’s unusual silence, the weight of the omega in his hands. Lachlan shook his head, needing a moment to take it all in, and then his stomach turned.The climax he’d been chasing became nothing of importance as he battled with himself.What had he done? He wondered as his awareness fully returned. The thought barely formed before shock seized every muscle in his body. Lachlan recoiled, wrenching himself out of the ome