Episode 3

Chapter 3

LYCAN KING KAI

“Under attack?” Aya still stared at me with shock, probably dazed by the fact that I was her mate. I had found out the instant I saw her but she had been unable to recognize because there were still traces of wolf's bane in her blood but somehow, her entire facial expression amused me.

“Yes, my Lord. From Black Thorn pack.” The guard informed hastily while panting and the sounds of soldiers walking past the door could be heard clearly.

Black Thorn pack. I sure as hell wasn't sure that Alpha Kavinsky would have enough guts to confront me into battle, he's a worthy opponent.

“Aya, wait here and don't leave. Don't open the door if I'm not the one that is beckoning.” She nodded subconsciously while I walked out with the guards to the front.

From up here, I could see that the whole battle ground was a mess with people running about for their lives while the Black Thorn soldiers were being resisted by my armies.

Impressive!

“Lad! Let my bride go, else your entire pack would be laid waste and made a forgotten ground.” I turned to the direction of the so-called Alpha Kavinsky and I couldn't stop the chuckle from proceeding out of my mouth.

“Kavinsky, such a boring name for an Alpha. Well no one is leaving, especially Aya, so I'll ask you to gather your minions that look like they've not been given enough training and walk out of my pack through the front gate.” I expected to see a man of valour, young as I am when they spoke too much of him but turns out, he's just an old man that would probably go impotent by the next few years.

“Well then, you made your choice.” Alpha Kavinsky roared and I smirked, stretching my hands towards an angle of his soldiers and immediately, arrows pierced through their chest while the warriors wielding the swords hit the ground with a slight thud holding their bow firmly.

“The more you threaten, the more your men will drop dead.” I could see him and his soldiers visibly smitten with shock and fright as they watched their men fall to the ground with arrows staked through their hearts.

“Is that so? How about this, if one more of them drops to the ground, I'll slit off her neck.” I raised a brow in confusion when my eyes landed on my daughter held by Alpha Kavinsky and my jaw tightened as rage filled me up to the brim.

“You wouldn't dare.” I folded my fist as I signalled my warriors to stand down.

“Dad, I'm scared.” She shivered in fright and her voice cracking in fright stilled my bones.

“Princess, everything is going to be fine.” I smiled to reassure her when she suddenly wiggled out of his grasp and ran toward me.

Her eyes gorged out with horror and then blood trickled down her cloth as she fell to the ground. Kavinsky’s warrior that had stabbed her with a sword stared at me with horror and my wolf roared inside of me.

I gritted my teeth as my eyes darkened and my claws protruded. I was going on a rampage and I knew it but there was no way to stop this. And even if they were, no one belonging to Alpha Kavinsky is leaving here alive.

I had shifted to my complete Lycan form while Alpha Kavinsky charged his warriors to retreat. I chased after him, killing everything and everyone in my way until they retreated past the borders.

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“My King, there has been no sign of Alpha Kavinsky anywhere near his pack.” I banged my hands on the table in rage, using the dagger in my hand to cut slightly on my hands.

“I lost my daughter! The only one that connects me to my lost mate and you're telling me that the person responsible is still out there roaming?” I yelled and silence descended inside of the throne room.

“I don't care how you find him or what means you use but if he's still out there by the next moon, someone would have to answer for it. Get me a glass of strong wine.” I ordered as the image of my dying child reappeared in my head making me feel like I was losing my humanity.

The gamma dispersed from the roam and a few minutes later, there was a small knock on the door before the door reopened and Arya walked through the door.

“The gamma's said you needed a glass of wine.” She said in a soft voice and dropped it on the time when my wolf got the better part of me and I stood up, grabbing her neck and slamming her into the wall.

“You're…you're hurting me.” She wiggled as she tugged at my hands on her neck and it only made me squeeze her neck tighter.

"Should I not? Give me one good reason why I shouldn't tear you open, limb by limb." My fingers digged into the corner of her neck as blood trickled down.

“All this happened because of you.” I stated as I contemplated snapping her neck into tiny bits.

"How would you even say that? Do I look like someone who would want anything bad to happen because of me? I was escaping for goodness sake. Thats all I was trying to do."

“It's not my fault that I'm your mate.” She whimpered, tears dropping out of her eyes even as they were tightly shut.

“You're the reason my daughter is dead, Arya. If you hadn't crossed that boundary, none of this would have happened.” All I wanted to do right now was kill her off because life didn't make much sense anymore but no matter how tight I confined her neck, my wolf wouldn't bring himself to strangle her to death so I let go and let her slide to the floor.

She stared at me with fear, her usual bright eyes now staring at me like I was a monster she dreaded.

“Don't look at me like that.” I warned, as I walked out of the throne room while her soft whimpers filled my ears.

Somehow, the way she was staring at me didn't sit right with me and neither did it sit right with my wolf. It was as though she was outright calling me a monster.

But I'd rather prefer she said it with her mouth as hearing it was like music to my ears. And she wouldn't be the first or the last person to see me as a monster.

As I walked back to my chambers, screams of my daughter dying and Arya whimpering filled my head and I yelled hoping it would help in some way.

My wolf and I would not have any rest until I got Alpha Kavinsky's blood all over my hands.

I picked up my daughter's picture portrait and stared at it, running my hands down the picture when a raspy knock came on the door.

"Who is it?" I called out and the voice of a maid broke through the silence.

"My lord, your attention is needed." She stated heavily as it seemed like her breath was hitching but I couldn't care less for some kitchen fight or what not.

"If there's a problem amongst the maids, the best person to meet is your head maid. I didn't make myself accessible just for you to meet me with irrelevant opinions." I warned, still staring at the portrait as I ran my fingers along the lines of her beautiful face.

"My Lord, it's not about the—"

“Leave.” I ordered simply.

I put down the portrait when I felt like my heart was being tugged from within, I felt light headed as the pain coursed through my body.

The pain was familiar, the same type of pain I felt when my first mate, Mira, died wrapped up in my arms.

I bolted out of the room and quite unusually, there was barely any sight of any one littering in the hallway.

“Where is everyone?” I asked when I caught sight of a guard and he shook fearfully before gesturing outside.

"I expect an answer." I repeated, glaring at him and his lips quivered before he opened his mouth and pointed outside.

“By the pack lake.” That was too specific and I rushed off. When I got there, everyone was hurdling together whispering in low tones and made their way once they saw me.

"Make way." The silent chatters died down as I pushed across the crowd.

"My lord."

"get out of my way." I ordered and in an instant, a path was made for me to pass through.

“What's going on?” I asked moving to the front and my jaw dropped when my eyes met an eerie sight.

Arya was lying in a pool of her own blood with a knife staked through her belly floating on top of the lake.