The Wolf King’s Omega
By Midnight Sparkles
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Kael walked fast, trying to calm the strange tight feeling in his chest. Seeing Lyra laugh… then seeing that smile disappear when she noticed him it stayed stuck in his mind.
He reached the courtyard steps
And stopped.
Serena stood there. Arms crossed.
“You were in that wing again,” she said softly, but her voice carried danger. “Why?”
Kael’s jaw tightened. “Inspection.”
Serena’s smile didn’t reach her eyes. “Funny. You never used to care what the servants were doing.”
Kael didn’t reply.
She stepped closer, trying to touch his arm. He moved again before she could.
Her smile slipped. “Is there something I should know?”
“No,” he answered simply.
Serena searched his face like she could pull the truth out of him. When she didn’t find anything, she forced a sweet smile.
“Very well. I’ll trust you.”
Only she didn’t. Not even a little.
Kael walked past her without another word. She watched him go, her fingers curling into fists.
“I won’t let anyone take you from me,” she whispered.
What she didn’t notice was a maid standing behind the corner, eyes wide.
The maid waited until Serena left, then rushed toward the kitchen, breath shaking with excitement.
“I saw him,” she whispered quickly to another maid inside. “Alpha Kael came from the servant rooms. The omega girl was there. The quiet one.”
The second maid gasped. “You mean the weak one? Why would he…”
“I don’t know,” the first maid cut in, voice rising. “But he was there. Alone.”
More ears leaned in. Whispers spread fast.
Servants glanced around nervously, already imagining the scandal.
The Alpha near the omega girl. Twice. In secret.
It didn’t take long for the entire servant wing to start buzzing.
And not long after that, someone hurried off to tell Serena exactly what they heard.
***
Kael sat in his study, trying to focus on the maps spread across his desk. Patrol routes, supply lists, guard rotations but his mind kept drifting.
Her face when she smiled.
Her voice when she laughed quietly with that new maid.
The way she looked at him last night, like she didn’t hate him but didn’t understand him either.
He rubbed his face and let out a low breath.
He shouldn’t feel this way. She was an omega. He had a future Luna.
Yet none of that stopped the pull in his chest.
A knock came.
Kael straightened. “Enter.”
Rylan, one of the more talkative guards, stepped inside. He bowed but looked nervous.
“Alpha, forgive me but… there is talk spreading around the pack.”
Kael stiffened. “What talk?”
Rylan swallowed. “About you. And… the omega girl.”
Silence.
Kael’s jaw clenched. His wolf stirred.
“What exactly are they saying?” His voice was calm, but cold.
“That you were seen in the servant halls. That you… visited her room before.” Rylan didn’t lift his eyes. “People are assuming things.”
Kael’s hand pressed flat to the desk, knuckles white.
He didn’t care about rumors normally. Let them talk. He was Alpha.
But the idea of Lyra being dragged into whispers because of him?
His chest tightened, and anger burned hot.
“Who started it?” Kael asked.
“I don’t know yet,” Rylan said quickly. “Do you want me to…”
“No.” Kael cut him off. He didn’t know why his voice sounded like that “I’ll handle it.”
Rylan bowed again and left fast.
Kael stood still for a moment, breathing slowly.
He didn’t want Lyra hurt because of him.
He didn’t want her treated worse.
He didn’t want her name in anyone’s mouth except his own.
That thought surprised him, but he didn’t push it away.
He left the study immediately. He didn’t know where he was going yet.
Maybe to check if she was alright.
Maybe to stop whoever started this.
Maybe just to see her face again.
Whatever the reason, he couldn’t sit still.
***
Serena paced her room, her hands clenched at her sides.
The servants’ gossip had reached her quickly, just as she expected.
Kael had been near Lyra again. Twice. In the servant wing. And now whispers had spread across the palace.
Her lips pressed into a thin line.
“She thinks she can take him from me?” Serena muttered. “That weak omega… in my pack… in my house… in my Alpha’s mind?”
Her chamber door creaked. One of her maids, Lilara, stepped in nervously.
“Your Highness?” she asked. “Do you want me to speak to the others about… the talk?”
Serena turned, eyes sharp and cold. “No. That girl must not survive the day without a lesson. Do you understand?”
Lilara’s eyes widened. “A lesson, Your Highness?”
“Yes,” Serena said. “Make her life miserable. Let her see what it means to cross me. She is nothing. She must feel it. The Alpha’s attention does not belong to her. Not even once.”
Lilara nodded quickly, biting her lip. “I understand, Your Highness. How… should I start?”
Serena stepped closer, lowering her voice. “Start small. Make her work harder than anyone else. Let her fail at tasks she cannot control. And if she shows the slightest sign of hope, remind her who she truly is. She must learn her place.”
Lilara bowed. “Yes, Your Highness. I will see to it immediately.”
Serena smiled,
“Good. And Lilara?”
“Yes?”
“Keep your eyes open. Watch the servants. Watch Kael. Watch the omega girl. I want to know everything she does, every move she makes. Do not let her find even a moment of comfort.”
“Yes, Your Highness,” Lilara whispered.
Serena straightened, her hands smoothing the folds of her gown. She turned toward the window, looking out over the palace grounds.
Her jaw tightened. “If anyone dares to take him from me… they will regret it.”
She clenched her fists. Her lips curved into a small, cruel smile.
***
Lyra was hauling a bucket of water from the well when one of the palace maids stumbled toward her, eyes darting nervously.
“Careful,” the maid muttered. “Her Highness… uh, Serena… asked me to make sure you drop it.”
Lyra froze. “What?” She gripped the bucket tighter.
The maid took a step back, bowing quickly. “I’m just following orders, I swear.”
Before Lyra could react, the maid swiped at the bucket. Water tipped, splashing toward Lyra’s skirt.
A shadow moved suddenly beside her.
“Step back.”
Ronan said, He grabbed the bucket just before it fell and steadied it. Lyra blinked up at him, cheeks pink from the close call.
“Th-thank you,” she stammered.
Ronan smirked. “Don’t thank me yet. You’d be soaked if I hadn’t been here.”
Lyra looked down, embarrassed. She didn’t argue or protest. She just straightened, trying to act like nothing happened.
Ronan’s gaze softened. “You need to be careful. There are… people watching.”
Lyra nodded. “I know.”
Ronan hesitated, then leaned close and pressed a quick peck to her cheek. Just for a second.
Lyra froze. Her ears burned. She didn’t pull away, but she didn’t look happy either. She wasn’t used to affection, especially not from him.
“R-Ronan!” she stuttered softly, stepping back.
Ronan grinned, leaning back. “You’re welcome,” he said teasingly. “And don’t think this means anything… yet.”
Lyra rolled her eyes but stayed silent.
She didn’t like him that way, but for now, going along with it seemed easier than fighting.
From the corner of her eye, she saw the maid scuttle away, clearly afraid of Ronan.
“Thanks,” she said quietly, turning back to the work.
Ronan stayed nearby, just enough to watch, just enough to make sure no one else tried anything.
And even though Lyra didn’t admit it, part of her heart felt… safer.
TBC
