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Shouts of affirmation were heard from the crowd and the few Alphas who remained in the palace watched on with awe. “We will emerge victorious once more, but make no mistake… This shall not be an easy fight, it shall not be a victory without sacrifice. Are you ready?” The crowd roared in agreement and Will smirked, “Then I welcome you to the Army of the Great Lycan.” Will’s smirk grew, the name was once given to the Royal Army once again reigned its protection over the world and so awakened the path to Lycan Royalty.

Another replied and I groaned but still closed my eyes there. “Are you nut? Can’t you see he is about to die? He can’t even open his eyes well anymore. Are we going to watch him die like this?” One of them said again and my heart leaped. “You are the one who’s lost his mind. Have you forgotten that he is a Lycan king and a very strong one at that? How will he die just because he is thirsty? Beings like him can go for years without taking anything and they will still be okay!” One of them finally raised his voice as he scolded the last one who spoke.

Blood drained from my face as I allowed his words to settle in. The Lycan King of the North?! Oh, this is definitely karma catching up with me.

Every conversation died. A man entered… tall and powerfully built, and flanked by dangerous looking guards. He wore black and silver armor etched with ancient symbols, and though he wore no crown, the power radiating from him was unlike anything I have ever felt. It pressed against everyone in the room, a physical weight that made even Darius and Kieran… both Lycan royalty themselves… straighten with immediate attention. This was no ordinary Lycan. This was the Lycan King. The supreme ruler of the wolf kind.

Progress. I walked into the square without drawing. The Lycan on the chain squinted down his nose. “Foreign,” he said, as if the word tasted like dust. “Name your business or be gone.” “I am Kael,” I said, and let the title come like a hammer dropped from a quiet height. “King of the Lycans.” They laughed. The sound had the wobble of men who don’t want to look past the thing that keeps them safe. “Equal to none,” said the tallest. His armor showed the sigil of a sunburst clamped in a fist. “Especially not to dogs.”

Luka's POV I know the child was mine, it didn't make sense why Emily would want to hurt me so bad, was it payback? I couldn't tell. “They plan on attacking us tonight” the seer's voice broke through my thoughts. They are the group of Lycans led by their King and they conceal themselves with masks and dark magic but luckily for you, I have made antidotes that would help against their infected bites. You King Luka will get your allies from the outside world and my people and soldiers will get ready. We will move our women and children to the cave at the mountain top and the women who can fight will volunteer as soldiers as well” she continued, her calm and soothing tone calming the anger boili

He’s been watching since the ceremony. I looked at Rowan. ‘I understand if you want me to leave before he arrives. Whatever political obligation his arrival creates for you. I don’t want you to leave, Rowan said. He is the Lycan King. If he arrives here and finds you have been —’ Harboring you. Something in his voice was almost amused. Harboring is an interesting word for offering a guest a bed and breakfast. I stopped arguing. Not because I had run out of arguments but because I could see that they were not going to work, and I had learned a long time ago not to spend energy on immovable things.

Submission pleased me. I watched them, unblinking, as they bared themselves before me. They had no choice. No power. They belonged to me tonight, just like the many before them. And like the many who would come after. I didn’t offer comfort. I didn’t pretend to care. I took what I wanted, how I wanted. Their bodies tensed under my touch, but I didn’t stop. I never stopped. This was who I was—the Lycan King, the ruler of power, the taker of all things.

Whichever one it was, he was sure they had already won this war. “I dare your beloved white wolf to show herself," the Lycan King continued, scanning the soldiers who looked on in anguish, then said in a dangerous voice, “or forever submit to me!" Alpha Thane and Jared stepped forward, growling and showing their fangs. Their stance meant they were out for blood. They advanced toward the lycan king but were immediately blocked by other lycan soldiers. Without a care and with the fury raging inside them, they lunged at the lycans, and a rather short fight broke out.

Through my blurry gaze, I saw him stepping over Alpha Grayson, which earned a lot of violent and shocked reactions for disrespecting him. “We beg for your forgiveness, your highness. We failed to recognize you.” Whispers from the people I grew up with reached my ear. “Is that really the second prince? I heard he's apathetic and ruthless, but why does he seem so playful?” “Don't let that fool you. Lycans are a lot stronger than werewolves and he can crush our skulls with bare hands.” “I heard he's killed so many, so you better keep your mouth shut because he can hear you.”