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And what did they want from me?
“Son,” I turned to Kellan, letting my lycan rise close enough to the surface that I knew my eyes were
glowing red. The power felt foreign after so many years of suppression, like flexing a muscle that
had atrophied. I put every single ounce of lycan dominance behind my words, authority I hadn’t
used since I’d fled to the woods. “What is the meaning of all this. Now.”
The effect was immediate. Kellan’s head bowed instinctively, his lycan recognizing the power of
his alpha king even as his human mind rebelled. The struggle was visible on his face, veins
standing out on his forehead as he fought against the compulsion.
“I want you to step down,” he said through gritted teeth, the words forced out despite his wolf’s
submission. “Renounce the crown to me and get lost again.”
“I won’t,” I snarled, taking a step toward him. My presence filled the room, making some of the
guards step back involuntarily.
“Release them. Both of them. Now.”
Kellan opened and closed his mouth, his eyes darting between me and Lania. Sweat beaded on his
forehead as he fought against my dominance, his hands shaking with the effort. I could see him wavering, my alpha power pressing against his will.
“Get him!” he finally managed to scream, his voice cracking with the effort.
Guards jumped at me from all directions, but I was ready for them. My lycan was so close to the
surface that I was operating on pure instinct, eighteen years of suppressed rage and guilt finally
finding an outlet.
I caught the first guard by the throat and crushed his windpipe before he could draw breath to
scream. The satisfying crunch of cartilage filled my ears as his eyes bulged in shock. His lycan would eventually heal him, but not any time soon. The second one got my claws through his shoulder, piercing clean through his skin as blood poured from the wound.
“STOP!” I roared in my lycan voice, letting the full force of my alpha power wash over the room.
The sound was so loud it made dust rain from the ceiling, so dominant that some of the guards dropped to their knees instantly. But not all of them. The ones with intelligence still gleaming in their eyes obeyed, stepping back with rage written across their faces.
The others, the ones being mind controlled, barely flinched. They kept coming at me with mechanical precision, their movements coordinated but emotionless. Their eyes were blank,
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empty of everything that made them human.
Cla
Kellan’s mind control on others was stronger than my lycan dominance. That was a problem I’d
have to solve later.
I tore through them anyway, my hands and claws becoming weapons of pure, non-lethal destruction. Blood splattered across the ornate walls as I ripped apart anyone who came within
reach.
One guard swung a sword at my head, but I caught his wrist and twisted until bones snapped.
Another tried to tackle me from behind, but I spun and drove my elbow into his temple, dropping
him instantly.
More guards poured through the doors, an endless stream of bodies to throw at me. They came in
waves, coordinated attacks that would have overwhelmed a normal fighter. But I wasn’t normal. I
was a lycan king who’d been holding back his true nature for nearly two decades.
I could hear Kellan screaming orders somewhere behind me, but it all faded into background
noise. All that mattered was getting to Simone, protecting my mate from these animals who dared
to hurt her.
“Kellan, stop this now!” I kept sending waves of dominance across the room, trying to break through whatever hold he had on the guards. Spit was flying from my mouth as I fought with everything I had, my voice becoming raw from roaring.
My son was fighting back, though. The clash of our wills was making the very air vibrate with tension, and I could see some of the controlled guards stumbling as their programming wavered.
I was winning. Slowly, brutally, but I was cutting through their forces. Blood covered me from head
to toe, none of it mine, and unconscious bodies littered the floor around me in growing piles.
That’s when Dash screamed, “Simone!”
The pure terror in his voice cut through everything else. I spun around just in time to see Lania standing over my unconscious mate, a silver blade raised high above her chest.
Time slowed to a crawl as I watched the knife begin its descent. I could see every detail with crystalline clarity: the way the metal caught the light, the satisfied smirk on Lania’s face, the helpless rage in Dash’s eyes.
I lunged forward, my lycan speed carrying me across the room faster than should have been possible. But I was too far away, there were too many bodies between us, too much distance to
cover.
The blade plunged down, piercing through Simone’s chest with a wet sound that would haunt me
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forever.
My world shattered. My heart stopped. Everything good and pure in my life died in that single
moment.
My lycan roared with such force that windows exploded outward, such pain that I felt pieces of my
soul tear away and die with her.
No. Not her. Not her. Not Simone.
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