The Lycan King's Outcast Omega (by Cara Anderson) novel Chapter 258

**TITLE: Never Love 258**

Lyra

The air crackles with tension, a palpable force that dances between Alexander and Kieran, my Alpha’s fierce territorial instincts clashing with the healer’s resolute determination. It’s as if the very atmosphere around us vibrates with their unspoken conflict, each man unwilling to yield ground in this delicate moment.

Kieran, ever cautious, chooses his words with care. “What I am proposing,” he begins, his voice steady yet gentle, “is that I can act as an anchor point. I’ll stabilize the magical energies without directly interfering in the bond you share.”

Alexander’s response is immediate, laced with a tension that hints at his unease. “And how would that work?” His tone carries an underlying threat, a warning that he is not to be underestimated.

Kieran steps closer to the edge of the shimmering pool, raising his hands in a gesture of peace, as if to assure us he means no harm. “I will remain outside the pool,” he explains, his voice calm and measured. “By channeling healing energy through Lyra, I can create a stable framework around your bond. I won’t interfere with the bond itself; I’ll merely provide the structure for you both to build upon.”

I can sense Alexander’s reluctance, a flicker of doubt coursing through our connection. Yet, beneath that hesitation lies a grudging acknowledgment of the necessity of Kieran’s plan. Another sharp fluctuation in our bond jolts through me, and I know a decision must be made.

“Do it,” Alexander commands tersely, his voice leaving no room for argument. Then, he turns to me, his gaze piercing and intense, and it steals the very breath from my lungs. “But know this—what exists between Lyra and me is ours alone.”

His possessive declaration sends a shiver racing through me, a thrill that has nothing to do with the ritual and everything to do with the man who holds me so fiercely. Kieran nods, understanding the weight of Alexander’s words, and kneels at the edge of the pool. He extends his hands over the water, careful not to disturb its surface.

“Focus on your connection,” he instructs us, his voice a soothing balm amidst the tension. “I will stabilize the energies surrounding you.”

Alexander’s attention returns to me, his dark eyes swirling with emotions that are too complex to articulate. “Where were we?” he murmurs, his voice low and intimate, despite the presence of Kieran.

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