The Lycan King's Healer

“Leah! Are you following the lessons I'm trying to teach you?" When, the woman with white hair, my instructor said something, I felt as though something rang in my ear.

Despite her best efforts to hide it, I could hear her heart weakening and see it by the way her wrist pulsed.

When I was younger, I could already feel this kind of power. I have a special ability to identify a person's sickness, but since I'm only an omega, they won't take me seriously or, to put it another way, they won't value this ability of mine.

I turned to look at the wandering man, a Lycan King's son. He walked with his father while upright, not looking back, and his face was devoid of emotion. His expression indicates that he does not need to take any action since everyone will kneel before him.

My heartbeat rose as they reached our spot.

My companions bowed, but I just stared at him. Helena, the doctor instructing me on how to cure werewolves with severe wounds, bent my head as my gazes met with the man next to the Lycan King.

She warned me that no matter how rapidly their wound healed, there was still a risk they might not regain strength right away.

My name is Leah Vuk, and I am the lone omega wolf. I don't have a pack, we're just the focus of a laugh, and we generally have bruises on our bodies, which is why I considered becoming a doctor—for the sake of our names.

"Helena, how are the meds you're discovering?" As I feared, Alpha Hector Sergio had no scent to identify them.

He didn't pay attention to me, and even with my head lowered, I attempted to peer into Amoux's face, whom I had long adored.

I've only been visiting the Nightwalker pack for three months, but I'm so grateful that Alpha King has just allowed me to remain. He doesn't pay attention to me, but he also doesn't drive me away because I've been wanting to study more about the many sorts of illnesses a werewolf can have for a long time, and I'm grateful that the Nightwalker pack has a leader like this.

However, even the Alpha King does not chase me away, he does not stop people in his lower levels from mocking or harming me.

I can't fight them hard since I'm only fifteen years old and haven't gone through the transformation into a wolf, but I try.

"They're doing well, Alpha. When we make them ideal for an extended period of time, there is a risk that the wolves will instantly restore their vitality anytime they desire to fight." Helena still bowed as she said.

My cheeks flushed as Amoux didn't take his eyes away from me. Because of his demeanor, I bent my head even further.

When Alpha Hector stopped speaking, Helena released a grip of my head, indicating that they were going, but Amoux interrupted them, much to my surprise. I didn't anticipate him to notice me in a negative way.

"Why is there an omega crap here?" he asked.

I looked up since Helena was no longer keeping my head down.

She attempts to control me, but I don't back down.

I returned his icecold glare.

"Excuse me for coming here unexpectedly without your permission, but shouldn't the Alpha king be the first to inquire because he hasn't yet given you his place? You are still a Nightwalker member who must join the hunt against rogues and other wolf packs." I didn't hesitate to tell him that since I was used to other wolves abusing me and it wouldn't be surprising if he hit me here.

He shows off his canines, which astounded me because I had no idea when I would do the same to mine.

My face was filled with wonder rather than dread.

When he realized that I wasn't terrified, he changed it back to normal.

I bent my head abruptly because I suddenly recalled how low I was in relation to the person I was conversing to now.

He straightened himself and resumed his stroll with his father. I even heard him remark something only the four of us could hear before he departed.

“Nevermind. Whatever you do, you can't deny that no matter what you strive for, you're still a waste and inferior to me."

Even though it had been years, that was the last time I saw him. That was the only thing we talked about that I remembered a few years afterwards.

That's why I went on about how I felt about him.

Until I reached the age of eighteen. The time has arrived for me to shapeshift.

And I had no idea he'd be the one I'd see those times…

——3 year later——

A puberty. This is what I hate.

“Ahh..!”

Because of the intense agony I felt inside, I touched my face. I also tore the clothing I was wearing because I was afraid my flesh might tear.

I rapidly managed to tear my underpants, which I had removed while standing.

I'm not sure where I get my physical strength. I looked at my hand since that's where the pain is coming from, and it feels like my entire body is being stretched.

As I knelt down, I clasped one of my palms.

"GGod... Please help me!"

The ache in my face has returned, and my mouth is suddenly burning. My feet, too, appeared to be drifting away from me. My bones are swelling and seem to be bursting through my skin, and my body appears to be flaming.

"It... hurts..."

I pinned my face to the floor, my back bones have strained, and my body hair has begun to emerge.

My body was drenched in perspiration, yet all I could do was scream. The middle of my face and ears were the final parts of my body to lengthen. When I noticed the difference in my look, I came to a complete halt.

When I wiggle my tail, the door swung open just in time to let Amoux in.

I let out a harsh grunt. I tried to warn him not to approach me, but he did nothing except look. My wail whimpered and waned, as if I were distressed and afraid.

I am aware that he does not wish to see my grey hair, which signifies that I am of low rank and unfit to interact with him, much alone my yellow eyes, which indicate that regardless of how clever I am, I will always be inferior to them. I slowly lowered my body; I wanted to speak with him using mindlink.

When I detected a sweet fragrance, I realised I harbored something alive. I arose once more and tweaked my tail as I drew closer to the source of the aroma.

I nuzzled his body once I realised whence it emanated.

He placed his palm on my face to prevent me from continuing my actions. He wasn't furious with me because of what I did, but I feared he might be if I reverted to my previous form.

I let out a short grumble at the top of my lungs, but he didn't do anything to me.

He touched the gray tone of my fur and it was as if all the anguish I had been feeling had first suddenly withered away.

Why is he caressing me in this way?

I'm at my own house now, so I'm not aware how he ended up here. It is already dark in the forest, and are they still looking for another pack and rogue?

I can’t cure any wounds right now, however, he's here to contact me because another werewolf he is with was gravely harmed.

I decided to move away from him, and he merely stopped and looked at me. I haven't seen him in years, so I can't express how happy I am to see him again. He never came back to Nightwalker for a few years and didn't return home to denounce the rogue or the packs that intended to put their pack in jeopardy.

The Shadow pack, Moon pack and Dark pack are always his enemy— base on what I am hearing.

I whimpered saying he should leave because he didn't want to see me like that. I'm not sure he'll understand me even if I'm not a part of their pack. He's the next Lycan King, so he probably understands what I mean.

I've steadily improved my skills at mending their wounds in the years since he hasn't returned to Nightwalker. We had several drugs that were perfected before Helena died. Yes, she died just as I predicted, as I could hear her pulse dropping.

After she passed, I never used my special ability again. The aggression of other beta and alpha isn't all that awful, but they still bully me a lot. Helena is no longer there to defend me against them, so I sometimes simply let them say anything they want since I've become immune to it. But I'm not going to let them hurt me since my health is the most important thing right now.

“Amoux! Your father, the Lycan King is calling you—”

He doesn't look at the man, but instead flashes me his canines much more, as if to imply I should be fearful of him. I wanted to return to my human form and touch his lethal claws, caress me with them, and tell him I wasn't scared of their sharpness, but I didn't do it. I was merely one of many who should have knelt before him. I caught a glimpse of the man crawling backwards who I mistook for a beta. When he went, Amoux turned around, I felt my body slowly return to normal and shrink.

Because of his body's speed, he caught my body in less than a second and carried me. My eyes are watering and I feel drawn towards slumber. I didn't even notice his look at my bare body, even though my face was flushed with embarrassment and I couldn't even move a finger to cover my face. His body is back to normal but I can feel his rock chest. I had to give my body a practice run to perfect my wolf shift over the following three days.

I yawned but did not stir as he placed me on my bed. I was in pain, but I kept my gaze fixed on his since I knew he was leaving. It didn't occur to me that he would take me up and carry me to my bed. When he was about to depart, I grabbed his hand and closed my eyes because it seemed like 10 wolves were attacking my body. But I also let it go straight away.

"Don't leave..." I pleaded gently.

When he abruptly elevated my body, drew out his fang, and got his face near to the back of my neck — I heard a loud crisp chomp before everything turned into black.

When I regained consciousness, I couldn't open my eyes adequately. I even rubbed them to make sure the blurring didn't hurt. I continue to hold my head because it still aches. I attempted to recall what had happened last night , but it was as if I were a corpse standing up from the pit. I sprinted to the restroom to check for Amoux's bite on me. I combed my hair and checked behind my neck... I was disappointed, but I also relaxed since he didn't bite me.

Maybe I'm delusory if I think he'll imprint me... Or perhaps not.

I totally dismissed it in my mind and prepared to return to the forest in search of a remedy that may perhaps be utilized for major disorders that were not visible in the body. Helena taught me that the wound or illness wasn't only obvious to the naked eye — even if she didn't tell me that; I already knew. I don't need to see the wolves' laying bodies to know they're sick; even if their bodies are still robust, I can hear their pulse and tell if it's strong or weak.

I was clutching my basket when I opened my wobbly door, which was on the verge of collapsing. The sweaty face of the man who had come here last night to fetch Amoux flashed in front of my eyes. I scowled as he took a deep drag, took in the air, and struggled for breath. Who else could be a wolf in pain, and this is the look of horror on his face? He drew my hand out to say what he needed to say before I could ask.

"You have been summoned by the Lycan king. He himself directed me to come here so that you may treat Amoux's unhealed wounds. Every time he tried to restore his strength, his wounds became deeper and deeper—”

I didn't let the man finish speaking and was rushing ahead of him. I couldn't carry medicines, so I had just one option. That would transfer the pain to my body. I'm not sure what his ailment is, and based on what the guy stated, it appears that I haven't discovered a cure for it so far . The man has shifted and is now in front of me. If I could just manage the shift, I wouldn't have a problem going to him right now.

"I will kneel in front of you as long as you save my son," she pleaded as she took my hand in her. I witnessed her concern for her son, and deliberately, since the slowing of Amoux's heartbeat had not been removed from my ear, I took Rosette's hand, placed it back on her lap, and returned my focus to Amoux.

When I had completely depleted his wound. I've already blinked open my eyes. I saw his eyes open and smiled at him before passing out. My neck and heart felt bound, like if metal were searing my back.

"I'm relieved..."

My voice was weak, but before I fell to the floor and everything went dark, he held the back of my body . Even before the voices vanished around me, I heard his firm voice, the release of his fang, and the way he gazed at me using his dagger eyes.

"You have a thing for misfortune."

Ah. I am madly in love with this man.

I could not feel my body as I slowly opened my eyes due to the quantity of power I had expended. I move my head and am grateful for the ability to turn it next to me. I was laying on a lovely bed with a magnificent ceiling, so I was certain I was still in the palace. I looked over my shoulder and saw the man crossing his legs while he read a book. I was sure that he was already aware of my presence, but he did not glance at me.

"I have to return home." I could hardly hear myself speak owing to my frailty. I'm afraid it will be a long time before I restore my stamina if I don't make it home. I'm looking for medication that can help me regain my strength.

"You are quite stubborn, aren't you?" He closed the book and fixed his gaze on me.

I averted my eyes because I could hardly see him straight in the face. I, too, did not respond to what he said. When I saw that he was alive, a hand stroked my heart. My attention was drawn to his figure, which was now dressed in a royal robe. The reality screams at me about how distant our state is from rank and life. While Alpha and Luna adored and cared for him, I'm still curious about the disease that killed my parents.

I attempted to sit up but my body continued to worsen. He just observed my every move until I eventually forced it. I stared out the window and struggled to recall how many days I had slept. I wanted to clarify as to how long I had been laying in this bed. I'm also unsure if I'm lying on his mattress at the moment, since I can sense his fragrance.

"You may remain here first rather than returning to your home, which was almost blown away by the wind." He did not avert his face and snap his fingers. I locked my gaze on the door as it opened after he snapped. I couldn't help but be impressed at how quickly their pack members moved.

I mean, when Helena was still living, if she directed me to do anything as easy as placing the pain medicine she prepared on the table yet I still had a simple accident and spilled it. This is also likely why he is upset with me, as I am not similar to the wolves he has encountered.

"You are boorish." I couldn't prevent myself from telling him. Helena gave me that home, and despite the fact that it was broken, I remained. Only with Helena did I understand how to really love. I have several memories of the home. Moreover, he has not been able to express gratitude to me. My searching for leaves for my remedies was delayed because of him.

Three betas entered, bringing food with them. Although the trolley did not arrive yet, I could smell the meal instantly. My tummy grumble as a result of the aroma. I couldn't keep my sight away from the food when the woman open what is inside. I want to it instantly. I suppose have sleep for a few days, since I won't be as hungry as I am now if I did not. A lady set up a bed table and arranged the dishes on it.

They gave it to me as I locked my focus on Amoux, who had returned to reading. I swallowed many times and sat there fascinated as the three ladies emerged carrying the cart.

I just held the spoon and fork, without moving the food at all. I just peered at the meal before me. I'm not sure what to name it, since this is the first time I've seen it, and I'm also uncertain of the kind of meat used.

"You will not be satisfied just by staring at that cuisine." He abruptly spoke and turned the page of his book.

"Okay. Thanks for the food." I couldn't prevent myself from telling him. He has not yet responded.

I ate for a few minutes till I was content. I had just lifted the bed table and was about to go when he unexpectedly remarked.

"What are your plans?"

"I'll return the stuff I used —"

"Did I tell you that you can leave?" He warned me coldly, and I hastily repositioned my foot on the bed. Because of what he uttered, I bit the bottom of my lip. My body seemed to have its own will and swiftly obeyed what he demanded.

"Just leave it there; they'll take it though. Inform me what you want and I will provide it as a token of a gift for saving me." Every word he spoke was excessively proud. I am not in need of the reward. It is sufficient for me to express his gratitude since it is my obligation to aid them. Well...

He is so precious to me that I want to devote my whole life to him. And I'm certain that my emotions will be the cause and way that he can wreck my life.

I hate that I'm so desperate for love.

"I'm in the mood for a bath." Not on my own, I whispered in the air. If that is what I wish , he has no choice but to send me home because I don't have any clothes. "However, I want to do it in my place." I added, he stared at me. His jaw clenched, as if he couldn't take any more of my mischief.

"You may bathe here. I'll instruct the servant to arrange something suitable for you to wear." He rose to his feet, and I heard the door slam shut violently.

I touched my left chest because it was beating so hard. I felt as if I was about to have a heart attack as a result of the racing horse in my chest. I could also feel the flush on my cheeks, since this was the first time in a long time that I had spoken to him.

"Ah —" I was going to speak when the door opened, but I was halted by the fact who had entered.

"Luna!" I knelt and bowed. "Lycan."

What brings them here? Amoux came out. I was suddenly conscious of my appearance because I hadn't taken a bath yet. I looked at the bed table because the food might be thrown on the bed and I was afraid they would get mad at me because based on the design of the room, it belonged to Amoux. I still don't lift my bowed head. I closed my eyes as Luna approached me. Lycan King is still dressed in Emperor garments, while Luna is dressed in Queen gown.

I backed away even though I had nothing to step back because the bed was behind me. When queen Luna held my hand, I closed my eyes.

However, I quickly lifted my head as she grasped my hand gently. I noticed her beaming eyes on me, as though to reassure me that I need not fear anything.

"Probably, you know who we are because you grew up in our territory and Helena introduced you to us." She squished my hand as she examined it. "I am aware that you want to continue Helena's mission. You want to follow in her footsteps and rise to the challenge, however... "

The Alpha king was also near me, and I locked my attention on both of them. I was even more perplexed by Luna's attempt to articulate what she wished to convey.

"What are you intending to express?" I couldn't resist the question, but I instantly bent my head since I thought my actions were rude. I had to remind myself that I was facing Alpha King and Queen Luna, not Amoux.

Luna raised my chin to allow me to see them. As a result of what she performed, I concluded that they deserved to lead the Nightwalker pack entirely. Furthermore, in the next few years, they should cover another pack as well, since I believe they will be able to consolidate all packs if they take the lead. To me, the fact that Luna is holding me without animosity right now is remarkable.

"We will not prolong the conversation. I'd want to have you as my son's personal doctor. He must be safeguarded since he will be the future heir to my reign; nothing can go wrong with him."

My eyes met his as they grew wider. It was as though his words had deafened my ears. Following that, the door opened and the expressionless Amoux stepped inside. My mind was fixed on the notion that I would be his personal doctor.

"Do not fear; we will also provide you with safety. We will give you lots of whatever you want, except... " He stopped speaking, and his flaming eyes were frightening. "You must discontinue the medication you began and devote your attention to my son."

"FATHER!" Amoux's voice resonated across the room, causing the hair on my arms to stand on edge. Three Alphas are now standing in front of me, and their presence is overwhelming.

"We have previously discussed this, haven't we? As I already said, there was just a problem, and it dawned on me. I guarantee that will never happen again!" I like this Amoux's bravery; he is too bold to confront his father since he is the next successor to the kingdom.

"Adjust your tone of voice." His father remained still as well, and despite his feeble voice, it was replete with power. The ambience is hard to determine and if there are wolves that witness this, how do they cope with it? It felt as if I was ready to perish from the air, and Luna seemed to realize, as she instantly intervened to prevent the two of them from clotting the tension.

"I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF THAT! YOU TWO!"

The two soon ceased their stares. My fist tightened as they all focused on me. Luna yanked my hand away, reassuring me that I had nothing to fear. Alpha is diametrically opposed to Omega. Now I see why they make such a mockery of Omega. We lack the bravery that the rest of the world has.

"Well, Leah, we'll just have to wait and see what you decide. We're going to give you a week." Luna's hold on me gradually loosened as Alpha King also turned around. Luna even smiled at me briefly before joining her husband. Because my brain was unable to understand what had occurred, I was left standing and looking at the door.

"Refuse to accept my father's offer!" He tugged my arm, forcing me to look at him. I arched an eyebrow at him as I stared at his hand on my arm. Who is he to make the decision? His father is still more competent than him, and as long as the Alpha king does not withdraw his offer, I have time to consider my options.

I considered a technique to make him mad. "Your parent's proposal is more enticing. Your only offer to me is I will remain here till I recover my strength while your father's suggestion is way better. Who knows, perhaps he will let me stay in your palace when I accept what he says." I gave him a grin.

I noticed how his eyes glowed like fire, as if he wanted to devour me. His hand reached for my throat and suffocated me. He shoved me into the wall with enormous force. I attempted to withdraw his hand but was having difficulty since his fang flared up as well.

"Llet go… of mme." I couldn't finish what I said because I was short of breath and I was coughing. My breath is being suffocated. I seem to have angered him greatly.

"Do not enrage me. I am capable of murdering you. RIGHT NOW." Every word he said was powerful, but my eyes were gradually shutting. This cretin. I had no idea he was that nasty!

"HAAAHHHHH!" I released a breath as he instantly released his grip on my neck. As a result of what he did, he provided me with more reasons to accept his parents' offer.

Third Person's Point of View

"Fucker!" Leah just couldn't stop.

"What did you say?" His red eyes were bright.

'Fuck!'

Again, he pulled her hair and moved his face closer to her.

Just a distance away and their lips would crash to each other.

"Do you really wanna die?"

"Fucker!" She repeated.

Amoux looked into her eyes like he wanted to kill her, but he let go of her hair soon after.

"A simple Omega who was trying to get on the same level as a future Lycan King. Who do you think you are?"

'What the fuck?! I have no intention like that!' Leah opened her mouth to defend, but then she shut her mouth again.

"I'm just wasting my time," Amoux added before he turned around. When Amoux held the door, he turned his head again and gave her a death glare.

'If my father just didn't favor her, I could easily kill her!' Amoux talked to his wolf.

'No!' Black growled. Amoux' wolf.

Amoux became confused by his reaction. This is the first time Black acted like that. Every time Amoux tells him that he will kill an Alpha female, the wolf doesn't care at all.

Amoux just disregarded it and continued on his way.

Leah stared at the door for a long time before she realized something.

The fact that the man she secretly loves has such a dirty personality bothers her.

“I can't stay here.”

She immediately stood up and ran out the door quietly, so Amoux wouldn't catch her. However, she was only a few steps away when she heard his firm voice again behind her back.

"I don't know what your head is made of."

Leah didn't turn around, scared of his reaction but she can already hear every step of the man coming towards her. "Didn't I tell you not to leave without my permission?"

"Why would I stay in that room after what you did to me?" Leah responded with confidence as she faced him with her head and body and continued while gritting her teeth. "I'm not going to stay there!"

He took a big step toward her, but she backed away out of fear. She can't know what's going on in his head, but she can see a hint of doubt in his eyes that she doesn't know where it came from.

She looked behind him and swallowed a lot of times as she waited to see what would happen.

After a few seconds of Amoux' staring at her, Leah let out a breath before she shouted.

"Lycan!"

She pointed behind his back. When he turned around and believed what she said, she immediately ran away.

As she got away from him, she held her chest, catching her breath while feeling her loud pulse of heart. She didn't know what to do next, so she let her eyes wander.

Leah was mesmerized by how big the Nightwalker pack's palace was.

While wandering, she took each step cautiously since she knew Amoux' could hear her because of Alpha's sharp instinct. She tried not to make a sound, afraid that he could be instantly behind her.

"What is the purpose of the size of this regal palace?" She ran her eyes through the hallway, "Seems like their bathroom is much larger than my usual place of living."

She continued to walk until she saw what was in her way. Her lips curled into a smile as she was overjoyed to see the exit.

'Finally! I didn't have to see Amoux's face till I had decided on my decision to be his personal doctor.' Leah thought.

After she accepted the Lycan and Luna's suggestion, she knew Amoux wouldn't hurt her again because his father would be peeved.

Leah gulped as she pondered the opportunity. Throughout the year that she hoped Amoux' would notice her, the chance came to her deliberately now.

However, it makes her wonder about the future of their relationship, since there are times when they don't get along.

'No! Stop thinking about it, Leah! You need to train yourself to control your wolf! Being his doctor or lover is such a delusion, like heaven and earth— that won't ever be able to meet!' She scolded herself and rushed for the gate.

If only the Moon Goddess made her an Alpha female... perhaps, there's a chance.

As she was already three steps away from the gate, she suddenly pulled back when someone grabbed her waist.

She felt a deep breath on the back of her neck, as if it was about to bite that area.

"No matter how hard you try, you can't hide from me."

As she heard his demanding tone of voice, her muscles instantly became tense. Her whole body felt as though it were being swallowed by balmy breath. The wolf inside her sensed what was going on, but it also turned a blind eye while she recovered her composure.

"Are you still not done with me?" Her knees are weakening and trembling. If he hadn't just wrapped his arms around her stomach, she was sure that she would have given up on the ground.

"I want to go home..." She couldn't hear herself speak, and all that came out of her lips was air.

"You may go as long as you assure me you will not take my father's words." He clutched at her even more tightly. She has lost her ability to think because she feels their skins are in contact. "You are to blame for my father's disdain for me. He thought I couldn't be selfsufficient!"

He growled angrily at her and her eyes widened as a result of what he did. Her chest heaved up with pain, which resulted in swiftly streamed down tears on her cheeks. A few grains of tears tick down to Amoux' arm, and he begins to realize that.

His grasp around her waist had eased.

"How dare you cry in front of me, lowly omega!" He let go of her waist but held onto her shoulders and gripped them.

She tried to suppress her sobs, but it just became louder.

She's not crying because of his outburst but to the fact that he didn't even dare to express his appreciation for saving his life but rather blamed her.

'He would have died if I had not interfered to save his life. I hope he considered it at all!' She whined to her head.

As she lifted her head, she wiped away the tears and spoke with dignity. "Is that really how much you dominants are upset about us omegas?"

“You're so full of yourself—”

“If I hadn't been engaged during those hours when you couldn't breathe, you wouldn't be alive right now!"

Leah was afraid someone would hear her because it was against the rules to yell at a royal but there's no way she could stop herself.

“Watch your mouth, woman! You should let me finish when I was talking before you—”

Leah bolted before he could complete what he was about to say. As she ran away, tears poured down on her face again.

She left that place without Amoux knowing what face she made.

What she was expecting, anyway? For Amoux to chase her?

There is no way that could happen...

[After 1 Week]

Leah never saw him again after what happened between them. She never got out of her room or looked for pharmaceutical leaves. She has spent the past week thinking about what the Lycan told her, and now is the last day for her to make a decision.

It's just a blink of an eye when she save Amoux...

As she sighed, she rearranged her clothes and marched to the door. She was well aware that her choice would serve as the impetus for her certainty.

When she opened the door, there were three patrol guards waiting to take her to the Lycan and Luna.

It only took a few minutes when they arrived at the castle and she didn't expect who she would see at the entrance.

She spotted Amoux waiting but she didn't glance at him and simply walked straight by him.

His face wrinkled in amazement at what she had done.

And when she was about to take another step, he grabbed her arms, making her look at him.

"We need to talk."

"What?" Leah exclaimed aggressively, her gaze fixed on his palm on her arm. She avoided looking at his face since she had no intention of seeing the pompous Amoux's face!

He released his grip on her arm as if his skin were on fire and he burned.

Leah removed her hand furiously and resumed walking, and he did the same. As she felt him behind her back, she halted her stroll since she wanted him to be the first to walk.

A Prince will always be one step ahead. And a peasant omega, who is far behind...

"Lycan. Luna." Leah greeted them, knelt and bent her head when they arrived.

Leah waited until they tell her what to do. However, as soon as the man next to her took a step, she went on talking. "If you'll let me raise my head now, I'd like to give my decision now."

She saw Luna come up to her and extended her hand out. Leah turned her head to look at Luna and took her hand.

"You can stand up. After all, Amoux is here now. Tell us what you want to do." Her voice was nice, and she could tell she wasn't trying to scare her.

Leah was not scared of her; she's scared of what their son might do to her.

I went to my feet and bowed my head. "To begin, I want to convey my gratitude for providing me with the chance to demonstrate my abilities by selecting me as your son's personal doctor. However, I'm sorry that I'm unable to accept your offer because I can't abandon the duties Richelle has already begun."

"Wwhat? Why?" Luna grabbed my hand instantly, her voice alarmed. "We witnessed your capability and your willingness to lay down your life for my child. Can't you reconsider? If you need anything in exchange for your agreement, we will provide it."

"I understand what you desire, Luna but I will not allow myself to sacrifice my life once again in order to look even worse in the eyes of a man who has forgotten how to be gracious." Leah gently withdrew her hand, took a step back, and bowed once again.

She cannot turn her back on them, since that would be impolite. Luna seemed to understand what Leah was saying as she glanced behind her to check where Amoux was.

'I'm desperate to leave this place; I feel as if I'm out of breath as a result of what's taking place.' Leah could not help but talk to herself.

She still have nightmares about what Amoux did to her. Luna is precise that she was ready to sacrifice her life for her child, but Leah is not willing to do it again.

As the Lycan walked, Leah carefully closed her eyes. Will he retaliate against her now that she disagrees? His presence was so strong that her hand clinched strongly as well.

Smack

Leah heard the thunderous smash of the smack as Lycan walked behind the Luna where Amoux was. Her mind trembled as she realized what was going on.

"You accomplished nothing more than to disgrace me! I'm only protecting you because you're still a kid who cannot be abandoned by a parent!" Lycan's voice boomed out, and even she cannot overcome the heaviness of the atmosphere.

"Hector!" Luna snatched Lycan's hand and dashed from Amoux. "How could you do this to our son!"

"You hide and protect your son so well under your underwear that he developed into that! He was powerless to defend himself against the witches or other pack! Even when it comes to ordinary rogue hunting, he is incapable of doing it properly!"

"Why are you impressed with that doctor's ability? There are doctors much superior than her! Consider your surroundings! Everyone is competent at doing what she did—"

Smack

Another blow to the face.

She saw how his face shifted to the left. Leah's eyes widened as she realized that the power he showed her was nothing compared to that of his father. Nevertheless, when it comes to pride, he is unflinching.

He raised his head proudly once again, and his eyes were locked on her. His eyes were full of rage, as if he was expecting to fight with her.

"Then send one to me!" Lycan takes a deep breath, as Luna becomes concerned at seeing her husband's condition. She walked over to him and rubbed his back. "I will give you three days to find me a doctor who is greater than her; if you succeed, I will give you my kingdom."

The conflict between father and son is intensifying. She was taken aback by them, and Amoux did not avert his venomous gaze from her. Whatever he did to scare her, she was powerless to stop what the Lycan had ordered.

Amoux exited the room, and the doors slammed shut as if they were ready to be shattered.

Leah simply stood there staring, despite the fact that Amoux was no longer there. His animosity towards her will only grow stronger as a result of today's events.

She was certain he'll blame her again. Also, she couldn't really accept what was offered to her because she had to find out what kind of spell was put on him. There are still so many things she want to know.

"Luna and Alpha. I'd like to excuse myself if possible." She can't look at them with her eyes because of what happened. She was also apprehensive about venturing out, fearful that Amoux might be waiting for her.

"Won't you reconsider, Leah?" Luna is still trying to push her.

She has lost the reason for her to accept it. As Amoux stated, they have a large number of doctors. She is just hoping he can find someone.

She was a little bit hurt…

She admits.

"You will not leave Amoux's chamber until he arrives. Wait for him to return." Lycan stated.

Huh? Wait?

Who?

What?

Wait…

'It means that if he can’t find one, I have no choice but to be his doctor, right?' She asked herself.

No... she don't want to be trapped with that man the way she has already been now.

Leah's body became frozen as a reaction to what the Lycan stated. When she turned to Luna, Luna just nodded.

'Why am I compelled to wait for that man?' If only she had a chance to say these words.

'He was the one who said that someone was better than me! I also refused their offer, which means I should no longer be associated with them. I will never alter my views, regardless of anything else they say.'

"Bring him to Amoux's chamber and do not allow her to leave. Provide her with all she needs in case she requests anything!" The Lycan declared unequivocally, leaving her speechless.

"Get me out of here!"

Leah slammed the door. She could do nothing but hit the door and lean against it.

“I needed to go back to my house!”

They put her inside Amoux's room, and they didn't let her speak anymore. They locked the door outside, so that she would not find any way to get out.

She looked around Amoux's entire room and yelled again. “It's the Prince's fault!”

“...”

No one replied to her.

“If only he hadn't been so arrogant! I'm not proud that I'm good! All I want is not to accept the offer! So, why am I here now?”

Leah rose up to her feet, removed the dust to her robe and kicked her legs to the air because of irritation.

She wandered her eyes around the room, and she could see nothing but lights, hanging clothes, and a little clutter. His bed was clean as if it had not been touched.

“How many days has he not come home?”

No matter how she talks to herself, no one is responding to her. If only she could awaken her wolf...

“Anyway, it looks like he won't come back to his room again because he's busy looking for someone better than me!”

Leah ran to Amoux' bed and spread her arms while lying. She hasn't eaten yet; how can she tell the guards and patrols outside that she's hungry? Will they serve her delicious food again?

As she thought about what she could do, her mind suddenly remembered what had happened to Amoux and her. If he hadn't just said hurtful words to her before, she might have accepted his father's offer.

"Nevermind, you can't turn the stone into soap. That heartless man won't ever change."

She closed her eyes while having rage inside her heart. And because the silent room was making her ears deafening, the sleepiness is slowly dragging her.

Her mind took her to a dream that she would never want to go back to. She doesn't know why she was still dreaming of that scene after so many years. She has been burying everything for a long time now...

"SStop! Please..."

"AAh... No! Please!"

Leah screamed herself awake and gasped for air. She felt sweat trickle down her neck as she was still chasing her breath. She wiped the perspiration that had also accumulated on her forehead as she tilted her head to look around her.

The surroundings were still quiet, and nothing had been touched. She bent her legs and hid her face on her knee.

She dreamed of her parents again. The image of them as they died and gradually lost their breath reappeared in her dream while she was watching them—unable to do anything.

She still wants to know what kind of illness it is. She doesn't want to have another person affected by that disease.

She lowered her foot to the floor and took significant steps to the door. However, when she was about to grasp the handle, the door opened, and Amoux's serious face flashed at her.

"Ah!"

She quickly backed away and went to the side to give him the way.

'This foolish man!' Leah wants to kick him right now because of his attitude! She almost stumbled but the man acted like she was invisible.

As he finally entered, she looked at the open door and hoped to go out but she heard his voice speak.

"If you're planning to run away, don't plan; you might be back in this room in less time." His voice seemed to be favored by what was happening.

'It was his fault why we were like this; if he hadn't been so stubborn every time he talked to his father, he wouldn't have had any more difficulties.'

"Why? I have nothing to do with what is happening to you! I have already rejected your father's offer!" Leah is now walking towards him.

"Watch your mouth, woman! It looks like you forgot who I am!"

No way! Why is he the only one with the chance to get angry? Is it because she's omega that her mouth should be closed as well?

"You know what? It's all your fault!" Leah pointed at him with her finger; she doesn't care if he kills her right now. She needed to say everything she wanted because it's indeed all his fault!

"Who are you to blame the Prince? Remember that you are far different from me. Aside from being an outsider in our territory, you should be thankful that I haven't killed you yet!" Amoux also got up from sitting, and he was now towering over her.

"Then, thank you! Who is stopping you from killing me? Why don't you do it to me now!"

Her voice was angrier as she shouted at him. She will not allow him to belittle her! She has also contributed a lot to their pack because she was the one who treats wolves with chronic wounds. She is already one of the Nightwalker pack.

"What did you say?!"

"Mmhh! Let me go!"

Amoux squeezed her cheek tightly, and his nails almost sank.

"You think highly of yourself just because my father favored you."

He showed out his fangs again. And she couldn't move because it was the first time she had seen it up close.

She didn't know that they were this long compared to the others. She swallowed a few times and couldn't move. Her knees and hands seemed to weaken.

"Don't test my patience, Leah. You still don't know what I can do."

“Stop acting like I'm wrong! Let go!” Leah tried to push him away but Amoux started tugging more fiercely and viciously.

She couldn't quite handle it.

She looked him straight in the eyes and saw that he had no intention of letting her go. She attempted to shove his hand away a second time, but she did not succeed.

"I told you to let me go! Shit!"

As she tugged on her arm again, finally, she was able to regain control of her hand, but she was also sensitive to the discomfort caused by his nail dig against her flesh.

Both of them examined it together but she hastily covered the small scar since a little amount of blood had leaked.

She closed her eyes for a while to calm down. Nevertheless, she shut it more tightly because the wound he had made was deeper.

Leah backed away from him, and didn't care if the Lycan or the Luna would be upset. She will not last long with this man. Perhaps, She'll lose her mind tomorrow if she stays with him longer.

"I'm leaving..." Between her words are only air..

She turned around and stride towards the door. However, before she could open it, it has opened.

She covered her eyes when the dazzled of the sun entered from outside. As she looked at who had come in, she quickly bowed.

‘Won't my day end without thinking of anything?’ She bit her lip and let go of her wounded arm.

"What happened to your arm, Leah?" Leah heard Luna's worried voice, but she didn't lift her head and let her continue. "Did the rogues or any beta patrol hurt you?"

"Don't be naive, Rosette! Who else can hurt her if the only one with her in the room is your son!"

When the Lycan uttered the words, he was no longer angry, but there is a hint of emphasis. Anyone would think they were forbidden to make a move that could provoke him.

"Son?"

“What?”

“Why did you hurt Leah? She hasn’t adjusted much to the palace yet! And besides, she will be your doctor, so you have to protect her and she will heal you everytime you're hurt. You must guard her. It's a give and take, don't you think?”

Luna spoke nonstop. However, Leah didn't listen to what she said because she already knew that the words would only enter Amoux's ear and come out on the other side.

For Amoux, those are just empty words.

"I have blue royal blood. I am the one who will inherit the throne. I can decide who will be beside me and who will not. And I will reject her to be my doctor, no matter what you say, mother."

As Leah expected, Amoux isn’t going to give up.

‘What a stubborn child!’

“Amoux! I no longer know how to handle you! I'd better lock you up if you keep acting like this! You're worse than those rogues!" powerfully Lycan said, and Leah was even more scared because they seemed to have a fight.

"But Lycan—" She was planning to join their conversation because she had already rejected the offer.

‘I shouldn't be staying here anymore; it's just wasting my time. If I had left earlier, I would have been looking for herbs now.’ Leah thought.

"And for you, Leah. You don’t have to quit what Richelle started. You can still continue doing that."

She lowered her head.

“Rosette and I decided to give you a room in the palace and your laboratory. You don’t have to accompany Amoux every time he fights. The only thing you need is to always be present when something happens to him."

'What else can I do? This is the Lycan himself.' Leah could not help but feel dismayed. Nonetheless, she will just think that this is the way of her gratitude because they did not expel her from this territory and pack.

"Great!!"

Leah heard Luna's series of applause and her quick embrace to her.

She was surprised at what she did because it had been a long time since someone hugged her. When Richelle died, she felt like she was alone. So, being embraced again by a mother gives her warmth to the heart.

Her hand moved spontaneously, and she hugged her back.

"Please, be more patient with my son." She whispered to her that she knew the father and son would hear.

"I will try my best," she answered, because she didn't know what the results of their decision would be, especially now that their son doesn't like her.

"I know you're a good child, and I also believe that you can tame my son."

She slowly walked away from her and then stepped towards her mate. Luna hugged the Lycan at the waist, as a result she avoided her face.

She's not used to seeing such a scenario.

"We're leaving. Discuss to each other about the things you didn't agree on because from now on, you will see each other every day," Lycan said while Luna closed the door.

Amoux and Leah were just quiet. It was as if the extreme silence deafened her.

As she is waiting to talk first...

grumbleeeeee

She doesn't think luck agrees with her.

She heard her stomach rumbling with hunger.

"Tsk!" Amoux reacted irritably and marched to the door. "Whenever you're hungry, call the servant to ask for food or any beta patrol you could see!"

Amoux opened the door, and Leah saw that he was talking to a guard in front of the front door.

She could not hear what they were talking about, so she kept quiet and sat on the bed. Although she's a wolf and has a sharp hearing, she's not that interested in gossiping about others' discussions.

She looked at the deep wound on her arm. It is supposed to heal faster but she doesn't know why it's taking time.

She blew the wound and slowly, it's closing.

Amoux returned emptyhanded. Leah thought that during the conversation he had with the guard earlier, he was already carrying at least some water because her throat seemed to be dried.

"I ordered the other guards to give you your food." There was no trace of any emotion in his face but Leah could see how he looked at the closing wound on her arm.

"I'll tell the servants to bring your belongings."

He turned his back on her.

"Uh.." Amoux stopped when he was already holding the handle of the door. He didn't turn around, just holding it.

"What now—" Leah instantly stopped because of the next thing she heard.

"Sorry, I didn't mean it."

Amoux uttered before walking away and leaving her hanging her jaw.

Leah's Point of View

One hour later, two beta guards entered Amoux’s chamber with the meal he mentioned and the medication I believe they took from my home.

When the Lycan informed me that I would have a bedroom and laboratory in the palace, it seemed like a dream. It seems like just yesterday when I envisioned them treating me fairly. Not only did they treat me with respect, but they also recognized me as the doctor.

"The Prince has instructed us to provide you with your medical supplies, while the Lycan has ordered us with anything you ask for. Just tell us what you need and we will give it to you." The man carrying my medication pack spoke out.

Another man pushed the stroller that I was thinking where my food was.

Like the first time I ate here, I smelled cuisine that I had no idea how to prepare. My mouth seems to be oozing saliva, and my stomach is rumbling. I refrained from expressing my need for a large quantity of food.

"Care to enlighten the Lycan that I vehemently disagree with what he says, because I will not work as Amoux's doctor as long as that monster remains arrogant." I no longer recall where I obtained my bravery. I want to be unstoppable in all my endeavors.

"We'll let him know what you want to say." As he gave me the medical pack, the guy replied icily

"Here you go." They looked away from me and did not even bother to open the meal.

I dropped my foot and was about to eat the prepared dish when I heard two betas whispering.

I suppose they should get out before gossiping. They appear to have forgotten that wolves may be quite sensitive listeners.

"Because of the exceptional treatment she has received from the Lycan, she is likewise behaving beyond her rank." The man pushing the stroller was the first to whisper.

I would have just let them go. However, the next moment, another man spoke.

"When she is no longer useful, she will likewise be slain, just as her parents were."

I feigned a cough and was in front of them in less than a second, using my wolf's speed. I haven't mastered it yet, but I can already use it.

"What?" They asked and did not show surprise at my rapid presence when I blocked their path.

"How did you become acquainted with my parents? If you are going to speak, you must first ensure that the individual with whom you will be conversing is dead or far away."

No matter what I attempted to quiet myself, I was unable to do so since my voice had risen.

"Why? What I said is true. If you are unworthy, I am certain you will meet the same fate as your parents—"

bang

We were both surprised by the abrupt breakdown of the door, the loud banging, and the guy driving the stroller being nailed to the wall with his neck suffocated by a hand and long nails.

It took me a while to fathom that Amoux was the one who was choking him as he was being hoisted into the air.

I could see the fear in the man's eyes when one of his companions retreated and he did not protest.

As soon as I understood what was happening, I sprinted over to Amoux.

"Stop it, my Prince."

I pulled his hand but he did not look at me, and his arm seemed to tighten. I saw his veins got larger and I knew that the beta in the air would die.

"You're much too conceited to be a beta, aren't you?" Because of Amoux' raspy voice, I let go of his arm as if I had been burned. "Did I authorize you to speak nonsense?"

The man is already tugging Amoux's hand, trying to remove it. He stared at me with an expression like a plea for help. I just looked at him since I had no idea how to help him either.

"Aamoux, I reckon that is enough. Possibly you can do something bad to him— "

"I care not."

He did not allow me to complete my sentence, so I gazed into the man's eyes as if I were going to give up. With Amoux's thorny heart, I shouldn't be the one they turn to for assistance, since I have been through what they are currently experiencing now.

"II want to rest as much." I continue to attempt to rationalize. I closed my eyes, certain that he would be upset with me for messing with him once again.

But as soon as I closed my eyes, I no longer heard any sound.

When I opened my eyes, I saw him lowering the man's body silently. And when he eventually dropped him, the man fled with another guy who had been standing behind us. It felt as if a thorn had torn me out since I no longer needed to be concerned.

"You're too weak and too soft." He told me coldly.

I looked at the door that was still broken, and it looked like he had no plans to fix that thing. He quickly lay down on the bed, put his arms on the back of his head, and closed his eyes as if he were just in the garden.

"If my softness is the reason for them not to look down on me and to think of me equally, I'm fine with that." I paused and looked at the door again. "Won't you even fix the door you broke?"

I looked back at him and noticed his mouth was open, and his lips were red.

Suddenly, a loud throb in my heart happened.

I shook my head to get those out of my brain. I just listened to what he had to say even though his eyes were closed.

"You are wrong. When you are vulnerable, they will take advantage of your weakness so that they can hurt you even more."

I backed away as he turned his head to me and continued his sermon.

"All you have to do is be strong so no one can step on you."

I could not answer.

"But since you're just an omega, sorry for you."

Because of what he said, I couldn't resist and took the metal cover of the food and threw it at him.

I was amazed when I saw him laughing out loud and seemed to be happy with teasing—no, MOCKING ME.