The Lycan King's Outcast Omega (by Cara Anderson) novel Chapter 277

Chapter 277

Alexander

“Your Highness, the eastern patrol has returned.”

I look up from the maps spread across my desk to see Captain Merrick standing at attention in the doorway. The grim set of his mouth tells me he’s not bringing good news.

“Report,” I command, straightening to my full height.

“We’ve confirmed the presence of at least eight individuals matching Northern territory descriptions moving through the eastern forests.” He points to the area on my map where Lyra’s healing community had relocated. ” They’re using search patterns consistent with tracking specific targets, not random patrols.”

My stomach knots. “How close to the healer settlement?”

“Too close,” he admits. “Less than five miles from their last known location.”

A surge of power–part Alpha, part healing–runs through me at the news, making the maps glow faintly beneath my hands. I’ve been fighting these manifestations all day, each one stronger than the last as the bond between Lyra and me stretches with our separation.

“Shit,” I mutter, forcing my energy back under control. “Dispatch reinforcements immediately.”

“Already done, Your Highness. A full complement left within minutes of the first report.”

I nod, grateful for his initiative. “And the messenger I sent directly to Lyra?”

“No return yet.” The captain shifts uncomfortably. “The terrain is difficult, and if the community spotted our approaching forces, they might have relocated again as a precaution.”

The thought of Lyra constantly fleeing, never having a moment’s peace, sends another

This time, the ornate clock on the mantelpiece shatters, glass tinkling to the floor.

“Apologies,” I grit out, clenching my fists until my nails bite into my palms.

through me.

Merrick pretends not to notice the display. “We’re maintaining a perimeter around the eastern forests. If these agents attempt to move toward the palace, we’ll intercept them.”

“Vega’s behind this,” I say, anger sharpening my focus. “Find her, and we find the source.”

“Yes, Your Highness.” He hesitates, then adds, “The council has convened to discuss the border situation. Lord Harrison requested your presence when available.”

Of course they have. Nothing like an emergency to bring the vultures circling.

“I’ll be there shortly.” I dismiss him with a nod, turning back to the maps.

“I’m aware,” I snap, then immediately regret my tone. “Sorry. I’m just-

Her violet eyes–so like mine, so like our mother’s–study me with that unnerving perception that seems to sharpen daily. Since the ritual at the Northern stronghold, Elara’s abilities have been developing at an alarming rate, allowing her to perceive energies and connections invisible to others.

“It doesn’t work that way,” I explain, running a hand through my hair. “I can feel her presence, sense her general state, but we can’t communicate directly.”

“You might be surprised what’s possible,” she murmurs cryptically. “Especially with how your energies have been since the reunification ritual.”

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