The Lycan King's Outcast Omega (by Cara Anderson) novel Chapter 124

The cabin explodes into chaos as we attack. My warriors move with perfect coordination, but something’s wrong the Northern wolves react too quickly, too prepared.

“Underground!” Garrett’s warning comes just as the floor beneath us shifts. Hidden tunnels, escape routes we didn’t know about. Through our weakening bond, I feel Sage’s heartbeat faltering as precious time slips away.

“Find her!” My roar shakes the cabin’s foundations. “Tear this place apart!”

But Eris’s guards are everywhere, fighting with desperate determination. Not just protecting their lady – buying her time. Through the battle haze, that detail nags at me. Why delay instead of retreat?

A familiar scent catches my attention – fresh, close. Without hesitation, I crash through the hidden panel it leads to, following steep stairs into darkness.

Eris waits in a candlelit chamber, her perfect composure intact despite the battle above. “My King.” Her smile holds victory. “So predictable.”

“The antidote.” My beast rises at her calm facade. “Now.”

“Or what?” She circles the room’s edge as I stalk closer. “You’ll kill me? Then you’ll never know how to save her.

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Through our bond, Sage’s presence grows fainter. The poison spreads faster now, eating away at our connection like acid through metal.

“You’re running out of time.” Eris’s voice holds false sympathy. “Can you feel it? Feel her slipping away while you waste time here?”

My claws extend as I fight for control. “Why? What could be worth this level of—”

“Worth?” She laughs, the sound sharp as broken glass. “You think this is about worth? About jealousy or revenge?” Her smile turns cruel. “This is about power. About making sure certain… abilities don’t fall into the wrong hands.”

Ice slides down my spine as her words connect to the symbol carved outside. To ancient fears of healing pack abilities.

“You’re not working alone.” The realization hits as pieces fall into place. “This whole setup – the obvious trail, the prepared defenses… You’re just the distraction.”

Through our bond, I feel Sage’s consciousness flickering like a candle in the wind. Feel something happening back at the packhouse – a new threat approaching while I waste time here.

“Clever boy.” Eris’s smile widens. “But still too late. By now, my associate should be-”

My hand closes around her throat before she can finish. “The antidote. Last chance.”

“Kill me and you’ll never know the truth.” She doesn’t struggle in my grip. “About why her powers frighten

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them so much. About what she could become if allowed to reach her full potential.”

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Through our bond, Sage’s heartbeat grows weaker. But something else bleeds through that crucial discovery she made in her fever dreams. Something about the poison being more than poison…

“They found a way.” Eris’s voice drops to a whisper. “To turn healing abilities against themselves. To corrupt the very essence of what makes her special.” Her laugh holds no humor. “Did you really think common poison could break a true mate bond?”

Understanding hits like a physical blow. This isn’t just about killing Sage or breaking our bond. It’s about destroying the very source of her healing abilities.

“Who?” My grip tightens. “Who helped you create this?”

But before she can answer, agony explodes through our bond. Sage’s pain hits me so hard I lose my grip on Eris. Through our connection, I feel her fighting something new – someone at the packhouse…

“Tick tock.” Eris’s voice follows me as I race for the stairs. “Better hurry, my King. Before there’s nothing left to

save.”

The choice tears at me – stay and force answers from Eris, or run to Sage’s aid. But through our bond, her silent scream makes the decision for me.

“Let her go.” I order my warriors as I emerge. “We’re done here.”

“Ric?” Garrett falls in beside me as I run, his use of my name in front of others telling me just how concerned he is about my sanity. “She’ll escape—”

“Doesn’t matter.” Because I feel it through what remains of our bond – Sage’s terror as someone new approaches her sickbed. Someone whose scent carries hints of Blackthorn territory…

“She was never the real threat.” Understanding comes too late as I race toward home. “Just a distraction to keep me away while…”

The rest is lost to wind as I run faster than I ever have, praying I’m not too late. Praying our bond holds long enough to reach her.

The forest blurs around me as I run, pushing my lycan form to its limits. Through our bond, I feel Sage trying to reach me – her consciousness flickering like a dying flame.

Stay with me, sweetling. Just a little longer.

Her response comes weak, distant: Hurts… something’s wrong. Someone…

The bond shivers between us, growing thinner with each mile. I can barely feel her emotions now, when just days ago we moved as one soul during ritual practice. The loss feels like bleeding out slowly, like watching the other half of myself fade away.

Don’t you dare give up. I push everything I feel into our connection – my love, my rage, my absolute refusal to let her go. Fight it. Fight them. I’m coming.

Her presence in my mind wavers. For one terrifying moment, I can’t feel her at all. The emptiness drops me to

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my knees, a howl of pure anguish tearing from my throat.

Then, faintly: …love you…

“Faster.” I snarl at my warriors as I surge forward again. “We’re running out of time.”

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