The Lycan King's Outcast Omega (by Cara Anderson) novel Chapter 59

Chapter 59

Alaric

My beast roars as Daphne’s words echo through the silent ballroom. Sage stands frozen beside me, her scent sharp with fear and confusion. Every instinct demands I tear out Daphne’s throat for threatening our mate, but I’m painfully aware of hundreds of eyes watching how the Lycan King handles this crisis.

“That’s enough.” My voice cuts through the whispers. “Your presence here is unwelcome, given your history of false accusations.”

“False?” Daphne’s eyes widen with practiced innocence. “You mean when I tried to warn my pack about harboring an unknown wolf?” She turns to address the crowd. “I admit I was hasty in my judgment then. The evidence seemed so clear at the time…”

“The evidence you fabricated?” Power rolls off me in waves. “The lies that nearly got an innocent omega executed?”

“I was wrong about that specific incident,” she concedes smoothly. “But my instincts about her weren’t entirely misplaced. I was only trying to protect my pack from someone with… uncertain origins.”

Eris steps forward, every movement calculated. “Surely we should hear what she has to say? After all, if there are concerns about someone so close to our King…”

My growl silences her, but the damage is done. Nobles from every territory lean forward, hungry for scandal.

“I’ve brought proof this time.” Daphne produces a leather folder, her hands trembling slightly. Too slightly. Too perfectly staged. “Documents I discovered about why she really came to Blackthorn.”

“This is ridiculous-” I start, but she speaks over me.

“Did you never wonder why she can’t remember her past?” Her voice carries clearly. “Why she appeared out of nowhere, wolfless and alone?”

I feel Sage trembling beside me, her violet eyes wide with uncertainty. My beast howls to gather her close, to shield her from whatever poison Daphne’s about to spew.

“Alpha Sloane took her in out of mercy,” Daphne continues. “After visiting a small northern pack that was preparing to execute her for…” She pauses dramatically. “For killing her own parents.”

The ballroom erupts in gasps and whispers. Sage makes a small sound of distress that cuts straight to my soul.

“Lies,” I snarl, but Daphne’s already opening her folder.

“Official pack records.” She holds up ancient–looking documents. “Testimony from witnesses. Evidence of how she…” Her voice catches perfectly. “How she poisoned them slowly, practicing her ‘healing‘ techniques. That’s why she ended up wolfless – the Moon punished her for her crimes, severed her connection to her wolf.”

“No,” Sage whispers. “I wouldn’t… I couldn’t…”

But I smell her doubt, her fear. The terrible uncertainty of not remembering.

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“The pack was going to execute her,” Daphne presses on, “but Alpha Sloane believed in second chances. She was only a child. He believed she could be rehabilitated.” Her eyes gleam with false sympathy. “We gave her a home, tried to help her. But now she’s wormed her way into the Lycan King’s pack, using the same healing knowledge that once-”

“ENOUGH!” My roar shakes the chandeliers. Several wolves bare their throats instinctively.

But the damage is spreading. Nobles draw back from Sage, warriors eye her with new suspicion. Even some who praised her healing minutes ago now whisper about hidden dangers.

“The documents can be verified,” Eris suggests smoothly. “Surely our King would want to investigate such serious allegations? For the safety of the pack?”

I want to rip them both apart. Want to destroy anyone who dares hurt my mate. But the diplomatic crisis that would cause…

“These accusations are groundless,” I declare, trying to regain control. “Based on clearly fabricated-”

“Then prove they’re false.” Daphne’s challenge rings out. “Prove her innocence. Prove her past. Or are you letting your… personal feelings cloud your judgment?”

The words strike their target. Several visiting Alphas shift uncomfortably, watching how I handle this test of my leadership.

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This is exactly what Eris wanted to make me choose between defending Sage and maintaining political stability. Every Alpha here needs to trust my judgment, trust that I put pack safety above personal desires. But watching my mate’s world crumble, feeling her pain through our mate bond, makes it nearly impossible to think strategically.

“The timing of these accusations is suspicious,” my mother’s voice cuts through the chaos. She approaches with quiet grace. “One might wonder why such evidence wasn’t presented months ago, when Sage first joined our pack.”

“We only recently discovered the records,” Daphne counters smoothly. “Hidden away in old archives. When we realized she was gaining influence here, becoming close to the Lycan King himself…” She lets the implications hang

More nobles whisper: ” using healing to gain trust ““just like her parents -just a child. How much more damage could she do now, as an adult-”

”

can’t trust a wolfless-

Even some of my own pack members eye Sage with new suspicion. The young healers who eagerly learned from her now draw back. Warriors who praised her techniques suddenly remember urgent duties elsewhere.

“If I may suggest,” Eris steps forward again, every movement calculated, “perhaps Lady Sage should be confined until this matter is resolved? For everyone’s safety, of course.”

My growl makes several wolves flinch, but the damage is spreading. I can smell fear beginning to overcome reason, centuries of prejudice against wolfless wolves giving Daphne’s lies fertile ground.

Garrett appears at my side, his voice low: “The Northern Alliance representatives are already discussing leaving. They’re saying if you can’t recognize a threat in your own pack…”

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