The Lycan King's Outcast Omega (by Cara Anderson) novel Chapter 255

**TITLE: Never Love**

**Chapter 255**

Dominic and Elara instinctively step back, creating a small bubble of intimacy for Alexander and me. Kieran, standing a few paces away, observes us with a mix of curiosity and concern, his presence a silent reminder of the stakes involved. As I wade into the shallow water, the gentle ripples dance around my ankles, the fluidity of the water almost surreal, as if it defies the very laws of nature.

“What now?” Alexander’s voice is a low murmur, rich with intimacy, even with Kieran’s watchful gaze lingering nearby.

I feel a flutter of nerves, a mix of excitement and trepidation. The amulet nestled in my palm radiates warmth, a comforting presence guiding me through this uncharted territory. “We need to align our energies,” I explain, positioning the amulet between us, our fingers intertwined around it. “Your Alpha strength and healing abilities must harmonize with my own healing powers.”

“And how do we achieve that?” he inquires, a hint of challenge lacing his tone. It serves as a reminder that even after our shared kiss, we are still largely strangers, grappling with a connection that fate has thrust upon us.

The answer comes from the whispers that swirl around us, igniting a blush on my cheeks. “Through physical and energetic connection,” I reply, my voice barely above a whisper.

“The more points of contact we have, the stronger the synchronization,” I add, feeling a surge of vulnerability as I speak.

A flicker of understanding ignites in his eyes, quickly followed by something darker, more intense. Without a moment’s hesitation, he draws me close, wrapping an arm around my waist while our hands remain clasped around the amulet. The sudden proximity sends a jolt through me—this sensation has nothing to do with magic; it’s simply the undeniable warmth of his body pressed against mine.

“Like this?” he murmurs, his breath warm against my ear, a solid pressure against my stomach causing me to fight the urge to squirm.

I nod, my voice escaping me as our bodies align, creating a tension that feels both exhilarating and precarious. The bond between us flutters wildly at the contact, a living entity responding to our closeness.

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