The Love of a Lycan

Chapter 983 - THE FLAMES

Stephan looked at Torak worriedly. He didn't want to be close to this Alpha when his beast was more livid than his human's side, but did he have any other choice?

Thus, carefully, he shuffled over and crouched down on Purple's other side, facing Torak. "Yes, Alpha?" he asked timidly, as polite as he could, so that he wouldn't be the subject of his wrath now. Torak just lost Raine and it was more than terrifying to see him as calm as this rather than wreck some havoc.

These Donovans were unpredictable…

The young dragon lord was trying to calm his nerves, but he lost his cool when he saw Torak's out stretched hand.

Stephan immediately reacted. He raised both of his hands in a surrender gesture and tried to lean back his body as far as he could, to avoid Torak's hand, yet his reaction was only rewarded with a low growl that came deep from the Alpha's throat.

It was terrifying and threatening.

"I didn't do anything! I swore! I don't know the betrayal planned by the other dragon lord!" Stephan's eyes were fixed on the hand that stretched out toward him. "I don't have any involvement in this!"

"Shut up!" Torak snarled grimly. His whine only made his wolf furious and he had been holding his beast from doing something unnecessary.

In an instant Stephan closed his mouth and froze. Only when Torak retracted his hand back, could the young dragon lord sigh in relief.

Stephan didn't know that this role would be this exhausting and scary, especially when he had to keep up with the other Alphas and prominent figures.

No wonder his brother went crazy. He too felt like he would go berserk at any moment from now. historical

"Hold her hand," Torak said grimly. He nodded to Purple, whose breathing was becoming more and more shallow by each passing second.

"Why?" Stephan still looked slightly worried, but he knew it was better to do what he was told. Thus he he slowly reached for the fae's hand before looking back at Torak with puzzled face.

"I will fulfill my promise to your kind." Torak knew he had to do this. There was no way he could fight a horde of dragons while they breathed fire at everything that came in their way. Not to mention about the creatures from hell and the humans, who thought they were in a war with non- human existence and of course the seven deadly sins, who mastered the power of the guardian angels.

That was simply too much.

It seemed that the centuries of cold war between the three Donovan brothers had caused far too many troubles that they couldn't even oversee any single one of them.

No matter how hard they tried to be cooperative with one another after their reunion, it still left this gap among them and now they could finally see how big that gap was after it had overthrown their hasty preparations.

On the other hand, although dissolving the vow with the earth dragon shifters was simply another big gamble, but this was something worthy giving a try.

Torak just hoped that it would turn out well… If not…

And, he didn't even want to start thinking about Raine. She would be fine, the devils needed the guardian angels alive more than they needed them dead, that was the only comfort that Torak could count on because he would break down the moment he thought the other way and nothing good would be happening when the anxiety crashed all over him hard.

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After all the lycan warriors sought shelter behind the building of the school as per their King's instructions, Jedrek stood right in front of its gates, staring straight at the dragon beast above his head that wouldn't stop breathing fire.

Dark clouds framed that dreadful creature's features as smoke raised from the burning ground.

From its nostril, Jedrek knew that this beast could set him ablaze with one single yet full potential attack from it and there was no way he would stand a chance, or at least that was what the other lycans behind his back tried to tell him.

Jack, Torak's supreme Gamma and Lyrus, his royal Beta, flanked the king, as Theo, the general, was next to him.

"Jedrek, you must go." Lyrus put down his formalities, for now his king's safety overrode everything. He got anxious the moment the dragon beast flapped its wings vigorously and its head tipped back, ready to set them on fire. "Or, if you have any idea, I think you should go for it now."

And when they saw a big fire ball acc.u.mulating in the dragon beast's mouth and the shouts from behind them from all the warriors, begging their king to back off, grew louder, Lyrus threw himself in front of Jedrek, in order to protect his king.

Ignoring the fact that it would mean nothing and the fire would turn them all into ashes, regardless of what he did.

In the next second, everything turned bright as blazing fire surrounded them, until the sight of it alone blinded their vision.

Hot air prickled their skins, the atmosphere turned humid and dry as all the oxygen was sucked out of their surroundings.

The flames only got bigger and bigger, it did not only covered their sights, but also the dark sky above them. It successfully hid the gloomy sky that they had been seeing for the last few months.

For the first time the dark cloud was out of sight and the entire sky litup, yet it was not in a good way.

However, after some time, Lyrus realized something. The most important thing; they weren't burned. Not like what he thought they would. The heat scorched their skin, but they were fine.

Slowly, Lyrus opened his eyes and the first thing that he saw was the eyes of the king. They were in the color of white, almost silver, just like the fur of his beast.

Lyrus was flabbergasted, he had never known this. This was the first time he saw Jedrek in this state, so how could he know what was the meaning behind it?

Yet, when he turned around his body, he could see the true power of a Donovan.

The firebird grew bigger and that creature fought the fire from the dragon with its own fire, creating a barricade of flames around them.