His Incurable Omega novel Chapter 38

He opened his eyes to stare at the Queen and Gavin as they wordlessly looked up at him. The King's voice barely came out as a whisper as he slowly drew nearer to them with each word spoken. "I have bleed, sweat, cried, cursed and done god knows what to elevate myself above the throne and this-" the King starts laughing, - "this is what I find out. That all my effort will be taken away by a boy who has too much power and can barely string together a sentence. Was he a threat? No. Him I can handle. But this. Her. She- she" the laughter continued to issue from the King as the Queen and Gavin watched in silence. "She is the one who will ruin me. She is the one who gives him a voice. She, shall we say, completes him. When he can't talk- she can. When he can't please the people- she can. And who do you think is there to back her up if anyone chooses to disagree with her, sweet, innocent, pretty face?"

The King bent down eye level with Gavin and the Queen. The silence stayed suspended as no one answered the question.

"HIM!" the king shouted in their faces.

"This could be good for the Kingdom..." The Queen began, but the rising laughter in the King rose and interrupted her speech.

"They are not good for the Kingdom. I. I am what's good for the Kingdom. They may not like me. So what. So what if they don't like me. They have no idea what I do for them. Behind closed doors, under their blind minuscule lives- that's when it really happens. I deal with the demons that come out at night. I take care of their worst nightmares so they can go on living their little fantasy of 'house.' They have no idea. The packs. The whole lot is ungrateful for what I do. For the sacrifices, I have made."

By the end the King's breathing was uneven. He stumbled a few steps before sitting down.

The Queen and Gavin leaned forward towards him. The Queen reached across the space and rested her hand on the King's shoulder. He very quickly shoved it off.

"No...They don't understand. They don't know what you do. Not even August knows how much you do. What darkness you enter to keep this kingdom safe. But he will have to learn it soon. Eventually, the time will come for him to take his place."

"God forbid the day when that happens," the King sighed under his breath.

Gavin got up and took the spot of pacing for the King.

"We can make time. We can get more space for the two. Send Fayette to the academy, let her stay there for a while, and in the meantime, let Prince August learn from you about the Kingdom. Let him learn about the darkness that seeps inside. Ease him into the corruption. Into the world that he will soon have to live in." He winced at the thought of separating two lifemates.

The King stared at the ceiling with thoughtful eyes. "He was not born to rule."

The silence stayed in the room. The Queen shuffled in her chair as Gavin stared at the last glowing light from the wood in the fire. No one disagreed.

"Now he has her," Gavin said, turning around to face the group. "His strength, yet his greatest weakness."

"He would set fire to the world around him and never let a single flame touch her," the Queen softly said.

The King got up and stood next to Gavin as they both turned to stare at the fire pit.

"It's funny isn't it..."The King said, giving a small chuckle, "no one expects the angel to be the one to set the world on fire though."

Gavin stared at the now dead fire pit as he slowly shook his head, "What do you plan to do," he asked as he turned to his King. His Alpha.

The harsh smile that held it's placed on his face sent shivers down both him and the Queen's back as they wearily watched.

"I might have a plan."

scrape away all the love

serve warm and

wrapped in silk

now

watch him choke

-C25

Fayette traced her hand across the wooden designs that were carved into the table. Her fingers ran over the different curves and textures of the wood, traced the hidden crevices and lines, and found and created the shape and meaning of the fixture without her eyes. The intricately chiseled wolves ran around the legs, chasing an unknown object as different crescent moons popped in and out of the sides.

And as her hand traced, even more, Fayette found that the carvings went further beneath the table, to a place where the eye could not visibly see them if they were to just glance at the magnificent desk.

The Queen had put no time frame as to when she would be back, so Fayette could only assume she still had another several more minutes to wait. Trying to make as little noise as possible, she got down on her knees and crawled under, squinting her eyes to try and make out what was carved in a place that was not easily accessible.