Mated to A Rival Alpha-Chapter 217: Into A Probable Illusion

[JUNGWOO]

The Obren Palace was filled with silent cries of wolves who had seen their friends be burnt alive. Theta dh watched helplessly as the people they knew were burnt to crisp.

It had been a sight that broke their hearts and what hurt even more was the fact that barely hours after the two Incayon delinquents had murdered their friends, someone else had killed even more warriors.

There was tension in the palace and the security had been tripled. Everything was in such a manner that no one knew what was coming next.

The king had been so confident that if the packs had sent their people, Rania would have been apprehended, but then two days later, here they were.

Kim Rania and her brother were very much alive, while the kingdom had lost more elite warriors.

The sixteen packs were in mourning just like the palace was. The kingdom was slowly proving to be inhabitable thanks to what Rania and her brother had done, but goddamn, their king was in a whole different state.

"Father—" Jungwoo greeted when he walked into the throne room that hadn’t even been cleaned since the massacre by Rania.

There was still blood that had dried on the floors, the stench of death was so raw and the pain of the warriors who had died had still remained.

The once beautiful walls of the throne room looked like someone had been competing on painting them red with the blood of their friends. The silence was deafening in ways more than once.

For a place that had its security tripled, the throne room, the one palace where the king sat while making the decisions, had remained unguarded as by the king’s orders. He had made sure to tell his warriors not to guard a room that was filled with so much pain.

It hurt that he had been there and even then he had been unable to save his warriors from the hands of the psycho siblings. It was something that Seojoon would never forget.

"Father, you can’t keep being here like this. It’s not safe for you. There are no guards outside and you haven’t eaten, drunk or even taken a shower in the past few days.

"You need to get up and be yourself," Jungwoo said to his father even though he himself wasn’t sure where he stood with all of this.

It wouldn’t have been easier to judge it all, but then since Jungwoo had received word from Jihoon that his sister, yanna was alive, Jungwoo was guilt-ridden.

He had been so quick to judge his best friend and now years later it turns out that there hadn’t ever been a murder in the first place.

He felt like he owed Rania an apology and yet as he stood on the very grounds that his comrades were murdered in, he couldn’t help but thirst for vengeance.

He didn’t want to make a different choice this time, but it seemed like no matter what decision was to be made, he was bound to betray his best friend, again. Jungwoo hated being in that position, but then it wasn’t like there was anything he could do about it.

His father was slowly withering and the kingdom would soon be his to run.

He had to learn the art of ruling without emotions because otherwise, he wouldn’t be able to make the tough decisions that every ruler was expected to make and that was the greatest challenge for a prince like him.

"I sent warriors to their deaths, son. They were burnt to a crisp, and not even a horse was found at the scene. All six hundred and fifty warriors that had gone to apprehend two people had died," King Seojoon breathed, the shock so evident even in his voice.

He had known that the two siblings were dangerous, but this wasn’t what he had anticipated. They had taken brutality to a whole new level, really and right nowhere was safe; neither the kingdom nor even the realm was with the two within.

"Father—" Jungwoo tried but his father’s long sigh cut him short. He could feel the pain of every warrior that had been burnt out there. The war had begun, but even in war, no one had expected that kind of death.

Warriors were supposed to die on the battlefield.

They were supposed to die by their weapons and yet the warriors had all been eliminated in one go.

It was something that the king couldn’t quite understand. No matter how many times he relayed Jisung’s voice in the mind link, he just couldn’t tell what the fuck had happened out there.

The warriors had been coming home, they had been surrendering and then everything went blank.

"Jisung had told the king that it was someone they never thought was alive, someone who only existed as a myth gin in the old books. He said it was someone who cared for no one and loved no one.

"Someone who would burn down everyone if he wanted to. And I can’t think of any other person other than Chang Wook," King Seojoon said as he lifted his head to look at his son who was standing before him.

Seojoon had fought tooth and nail for years to get his son back and he knew what pain he had gone through in all that time. He couldn’t imagine the pain that all those families would have to go through.

This had easily been the cruelest thing that ever happened to them and Jungwoo knew that too.

He had always believed that his father was a carefree man, one who only had his own interests at heart, but seeing the great king be this devastated over warriors was something else.

They had trusted him and had gone to war for him and yet none of them had returned home.

None of them had been taken prisoner and that fucked with the king’s mind. It could have been easier to work things out if there had been a ransom call, but there never was a ransom call.

There was never someone who had claimed that they had done the worst to the people of Obren.

"Chang Wook?" Is the warrior healer that cruel?" Jungwoo asked and his father nodded silently. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

He had every reason to think that it was Chang Wook, because there was never anyone in the realm that wanted the king dead other than the Kim siblings. And given the reputation of the warrior healer, it was not hard to imagine that he had done that.

Chang Wook was not just a Viking and he was easily one of the cruelest people to ever live months side of the world and so as the king looked at his son in the hope that he would get any answers, he knew that he had to strategize and make sure that everything was alright.

"There is nothing healing about that warrior whaler, son.

"And with his sister in danger, he would definitely have done whatever it took to make sure that no one threatened his sister," the werewolf king said defeatedly he had been bested by the barbarians of the realm and all he had to show for that, was a failed speech with his son.

What the hell was he even supposed to do now that shit was going sideways a little too fast?

"I still don’t think that Rania would have allowed him to hurt the warriors like that," Jungwoo defended.