Vengeance of The Broken Lycan Prince [BL]-Chapter 473: Of Grieving Barbarians & The Fall of Grealor [1]
[GREALOR]
The whole week had been hell for every wolf in Grealor.
Most of them were mourning their friends and families that had been annihilated in the army that had gone to Kawai and never came back. They were shocked to see the alpha, a human who didn’t even have a spine.
The entire pack was still shell-shocked from the events of what they had seen in the mind links with their families before the links got cut in the worst of ways.
They knew then, and now, that Tamiko was the worst target anyone would have ever pointed their words at.
Grealor was promised vengeance, the kind that would never leave them alive. They had started migrating, but what use was that when they would still be snuffed out by the Lycans of Kawai?
"We need to run, they will come for us," the wolves whispered in their houses as they tried to make sense of what their truths would be like. But even that was useless because there were hooves headed their way.
They could hear them even from a distance. The way the ground was shaking was in the kind of madness that only came from one kingdom in the entire realm. Kawai.
Death was coming for them, and they didn’t even know which form it was about to take this early in the morning.
The Grealor wolves didn’t know of the situation in the Kawai palace, and they didn’t know that the prince was incapacitated at the moment, because otherwise they would have prepared themselves, however futile it would have still been.
"Did you hear that?" Ciel, Gabe’s friend, said as he listened closely to the endless hooves that were coming for them.
No one knew where they were headed, and honestly, it was useless for them to try and play the game of denial.
Gabriel hadn’t healed properly because of what the mad king had done to him, and now it was as if retribution was coming for them already. It was the kind of pain that they would never be able to get over.
Gods, was it a kind of fate that was worse than affecting Tamiko?
The fact that there were hooves headed their way was the reminder that all the bets were off this time. No one was going to stand and say that this was something that they needed to talk about.
There would be no dialogue, and it was slowly becoming obvious to them.
And it hurt.
Oh, it hurt to think of the damage that the Kawai Lycans would inflict on them. But wasn’t this the karma that they had deserved?
"No... they can’t be here. It’s impossible. Why the fuck would they come here when we were just from a battle they defeated us in last week? What about the king’s command to come and prepare our army for the next war?" Gabe was scared of what was coming.
He knew it would never be good for him or those he cared about, and he was trying his very best to appear confident, but he was not.
He would never be.
Not after the battle in Kawai.
Not after what he had seen Tamiko and Konstantin do.
He was never going to even have the courage to step forward and face any of them because they had ruined him last week. They had ripped through him like he was a piece of annoying paper in their lives, and they had to eliminate him as they saw fit.
Hell, he still had nightmares from the encounter last week.
The cries of his warriors deafened him.
The growls of the Lycan warriors stiffened him.
The way that Tamiko had shown his love for it at the time scared the hell out of him.
And the king who had stood up for Tamiko was enough to wipe away any thoughts that Gabriel ever had of taking back Tamiko. He would never be able to. He stood no chance against the barbarian.
Gabriel would never have the chance to make things right in any way, and slowly, he was accepting that truth.
Maybe he needed to organize himself, but what was the use when the Kawai Lycan were here, when they had breached their borders and had managed to ruin whatever was in their path.
Gabe’s alpha abilities had him sniffing out the smoke and the deaths of his warriors already, and he hated himself for daring to go up against the person he should have easily loved.
Maybe if he had been mature enough about his interests, Grealor and Kawai would have been allies instead of moral enemies.
Fuck.
"We can always beat them," Zakhar suggested, and Gabe couldn’t help but let out a defeated scoff at that.
His friends hadn’t seen what the battle of Kawai was like.
They hadn’t felt the horror that had been there that day, when the father and the son were at the mercy of the mad king himself. And when the king let them go out of spite, and also because they were Tamiko’s prey.
It was the most humiliating thing that Gabriel had ever gone through, and to think that they were hers was just shattering his heart. What the fuck was he even supposed to say to this? How was he supposed to make it make sense for them then?
"They must not breach the gates. Make sure to stop them!" Gabriel shouted as Zakhar and Mika struggled to get a hold of the alpha. They were in real trouble if Tamiko was the one leading that army.
Boy, was it something that Grealor hadn’t been expecting.
Gabe had never thought that the man he had hurt so badly would be the one to come and ruin what’s left of him. He wondered if Tamiko would ever be open to a discussion about what singular punishment would be so that Grealor couldn’t be dragged down.
But maybe they were way beyond that, judging by the way that the king had fucked them over in the battlefield back then, there was no room for hope even for Gabriel, and that was the scariest bit of it all.
No one knew what to expect.
Maybe because the lines had been drawn and had gotten blurry in the same measure.
"Go hold the outer walls, I’ll be there soon enough," Gabe said, his words foreign to his own ears. It was as if he was admitting defeat in a battle that he hadn’t even reached the forefront of yet.
But what use would that be at this moment? 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢
He had broken a heart that was never supposed to be broken.
He had shattered a soul that was never to be touched.
He had ripped a life that was never meant to be ripped.
And now he was getting the reminder that kindness could have really gotten him and everyone else very far.
If only he had been honest and direct about his desires.
If only he had been a sane person and not the madman who had trampled on that which was meant to be his.
The moon goddess had given him a chance to save Grealor despite what his father had done to Kawai, yet just like his father had been, Gabriel had proven himself to be a useless little thing in the fight for sanity and insanity.
Today, this was the price that he had to pay. One that didn’t even have a tag on it because of how karmic it had gotten.
Oh, but he was fucked.
And so was Grealor.
