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The high guards felt the air change when the King and Queen left Koslov through a portal. It was tempting and dangerous at the same time. They knew that Drescher was officially their responsibility and they could do whatever they wanted with him before they took him home to face the consequences of what he had done.
They couldn’t deny that Drescher had been brave and stupid at the same time. Of all the targets he had just chosen the one that would end up with his head severed from his neck? Damn, he was wild for that
“Now, now, Drescher. There are hundreds of girls in the realin. Don’t you see how stupid your decision was?” Heion Launted as he ran a claw down Drescher’s face, leaving a long bruise. His eyes were dark like he already wanted to have fun with the Koslov beta there and then. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad given the risk, but they all had to agree that this was the worst of the worst things that they could have done.
“Kara, lead the high guards back home. Viktor and I will deal with this bastard. Make sure to get everything ready and tell Polina we will be signing her new bestie to him, will you?” Heion said.
Kara knew there wasn’t a choice for her there. As much as she wanted to stay, she knew that she had to go home and be there for the queen. The high guards also knew that so well because their queen was waiting for them to serve her.
“Okay. Be careful with this one. He’s a slippery piece of shit,” Kara said to Heion, before she landed a punch on Drescher’s gut, making the beta bend over for the impact. She had struck han so hard that the warriors heard the sound of his bones breaking, and ooh–ed. They however didn’t feel bad for him, because he had wanted this when he came after what was theirs. Perhaps it was the best lesson for the damned beta, right!
“See you back home,” Kara said as one of the high guards created a portal and they all went through, leaving behind Drescher, Heion, and Viktor who were staring at the poor beta like he was their new food for the day. It didn’t matter now, because when the king and queen had left, they had been allowed to use whatever force they needed to
“Come, Drescher, we want to enjoy our cabin a little more,” Heion said and Drescher let out a groan. These Lycans were horrible and he could see it from their faces. Viktor reminded him of the day at the burning stakes when the Belyaevas were burned. He had been smiling benevolently like a king, but here he was. Perhaps the dance of a madman was really just interesting when the madman wasn’t family, yeah?
“No matter what you do to me, I will still come for her. She is my mate, mine and no one else’s. She is meant for me, not your barbaric senseless king. She is mine and I will get her back, come hell or high water, Drescher said confidently even though the two warriors were dragging him back to the cabin he had held their queen in. The two warriors had long imagined what their queen was going through and honestly, if it wasn’t for the amulet, even they would have let the king go through with the magical tracking. It would have screwed Koslow over but then it wasn’t like the damned little pack wasn’t already screwed.
“For someone who just sentenced almost half his pack to death, you really have some nerve. Perhaps they would want to know what to do with your, yeah?” Viktor said coldly, the disappointment on his face making itself known as he punched: Drescher harder on the spot that Kara had punched him, while Heion was already clawing him apart. It was almost like they had been given a new toy to play with t and they were testing the durability of the toy. Oh, but Drescher was fucked this. time.
“Alpha Rykar, nice of you to join us,” Heion said, making Drescher lift his head to see his disparate best friend. They were currently in the cabin and boy was the silence so loud. The look of betrayal on Rykar’s face, the disappointment, the disbelief, and more than anything the anger in there was a little too much. He couldn’t believe that his best friend had done this, and Drescher felt like he wanted to explain it to his friend. Even if he did, how could he explain the deaths, the murders that shouldn’t have happened?
“Rykar Drescher said as he looked at his best friend.
Alpha Rykar has bruises on his face and body. It was obvious where the bruises were from, and Drescher could feel his heart sink into his stomach. He had never seen Rykar this disappointed and it was scaring him. The man who always trusted him was never going to trust him again. He had crossed that line long ago and now he just had to face the consequences of it all.
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“I asked you, earlier, Drescher and you lied. You said she wasn’t here. You swore that she wasn’t here and that you simply wanted a break. You said that I could trust you. So how did she turn up here a week later? How the hell did she show up in the same cabin we were in? What the hell, man?” Alpha Rykar asked, holding back the urge to kill his best friend. He should
In that Drescher’s obsessions were going to go away. He should have been ready for this, but then he never
expected that they would lose so many.
“How many. Ry?” Drescher whispered as he looked at Alpha Rykar. He sounded so desperate as he watched his brother’s clawed body. Rykar looked like he had had the worst of his days and he did because he had been trying to defend his people from the Lycan high guards, even though he knew he would fail. Rykar was only alive because the king had warned his warriors against killing the man. Nothing was said of the other wolves and that had broken Rykar’s heart.
“Seriously? Is that what you ask?” Rykar asked as he walked closer to Drescher, the disappointment making him want to slam his best friend’s face against the wall. There was just no way this man was being real with him, right? He had wasted the lives of innocents and yet he was still daring to ask the counts; as if he was sent to ruin the pack for everyone.
“Please, Ry.” Drescher begged and an angry Replay had to hold himself from punching the living daylight out for Drescher. However, Heion wasn’t going to give Drescher the same courtesy, because for every emotion on Rykar’s face, Heion roughed Drescher up real good. Every question had Heion choking Drescher, or making him feel like the world was the worst place for him in that moment. He was busy torturing the hell out of Drescher and he wasn’t even touching the man. Oh, but Drescher hadn’t seen hell yet.
“Aah fuck!!” Drescher groaned when he felt his breath hiding in his throat. At first, he was confused because the only person standing before home was Rykar, but he was too pissed to even do anything. Which meant that it had to be the Lycans. This isn’t good for a Drescher, not in any way and he was learning the hard way.
“Three hundred. We lost three hundred innocent wolves because you dared to fuck up with the Lycan queen… Y’know, the same girl you rejected and whipped ever so gladly to show how powerful you were. What happened, Drescher? Huh? You finally grew a conscience and wanted her back? Is that what this was about? You are not getting a mate anymore because you abandoned the one meant for you? Is that why you are risking the entire pack for your selfish reasons?
“You knew what this would turn into, going in and yet you still did it. Tell me, brother, was it worth it? Was it worth losing our smiles?” Rykar asked disbelievingly. He had had enough with Drescher and was trying to hold back the fight, but frankly, he was losing it. How the fuck was he supposed to face the mothers and fathers of the pack and tell them that their families were broken because of their beta’s selfishness?
How the hell was he to explain that the beta had made the most irresponsible string of decisions and that the entire Koslow was bound to pay the price one way or the other? Rykar was pissed and he had every right to be. There was nothing he could do to make it better. The families had lost their loved ones and no matter what he wanted to do to make it better, Rykar knew no apology would bring back the dead. It would only serve as a useless bandage that they all didn’t need at the
moment.
“Fucking say something, dammit. You were so brave taking her and bringing her here. Weren’t you?” Rykar said as he grabbed Drescher by the collar and smacked the beta against the cabin walls, roughly making the little woody cabin shake. It was almost like Rykar had thrown Drescher but he had done much. In fact, he hadn’t even started with the man and the cabin was already showing signs of giving up. Maybe everyone is fed up with Drescher’s selfishness.
“I’m sorry, Ry. She is my everything. I love her. I always loved her. I rejected her that day because everyone laughed at me for being mated to the outcast. It wasn’t her fault. And I hoped that bringing her home would make her want me. I didn’t know we would lose so many people,” Drescher said and Rykar punched him square in the face, before he landed another punch in Drescher’s gut, and pressed his hands on the beta’s throat. He couldn’t believe he was hearing this man right. Surely there had to be some sort of mistake because there was just no way this man was this audacious, right?
“Love! Epiphany? You ruined our family for some sort of a game you shithead. You fucked the pack up because you couldn’t handle a simple rejection. We lost a hundred souls, Drescher. Three fucking hundred and all you have to say for it is sorry” Sorry? What will that do, huh? Will it bring back the little children lying on the curb out there lifeless? Will it explain to the Jamilies that were broken that they had to die? For you? Fuck you Leave, this place Drescher if I so much as see you a hundred feet off the Koslov borders, I will kill you myself.
“You know I never lie. Best hope that the Lycans take you with them because if they leave you here, Drescher, you will be a dead man, I swear it,” Rykar said angrily as he pushed Drescher on the chest and walked out angrily.
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His beta had failed him in the worst of ways and now the only thing he could do, was hope; that there wasn’t much damage to the pack. But then three hundred dead people was a lot. Rykar knew that, given it had happened in less than an hour. If the damned battle had continued for a while longer, the pack could have been wiped out. He knew that had Drescher 100, which was also why he couldn’t understand why the hell his best friend had betrayed him like that.
“Ry, you don’t mean that,” Drescher said as he tried to follow his best friend, but Rykar shifted into a huge black wolf and disappeared into the world, leaving Drescher with two vicious Lycans staring at him like he was their prey. Perhaps he could talk them out of this right?
“I didn’t mean to hurt her. Hell, I didn’t even touch her. All I wanted was for her to look at me like she looks at that barbaric king. She loves him and I wanted her to do that for me. I should have stood up for her sooner. I wanted to apologize for the whipping but when I came to, she was already out of my hands. I needed to make things right with her. I didn’t mean to break her heart, Drescher rambled on and the two friends seated there stared at him wondering if he was really the beta of this pack.
There has to be something fundamentally wrong with your brain, man. How the fuck can you even think of all that when you are the reason so many people have lost their lives? If you didn’t kidnap our queen, we wouldn’t have attacked your sock and you would have all been happy. But you were stupid, and it’s time to take you home with us, Drescher. You wanted to be with our queen. Well, we already booked the front seat for you,” Viktor said with a sinister laugh as he glared at Drescher who was slowly learning what was at stake.
Drescher looked at the two Lycans in the cabin, unsure of why they were even in that cabin. Granted Rykar had come and said his peace was still that didn’t make any sense. Soon when he saw Viktor and Heion get up, he assumed that they were ready to create a portal for them to go through. What he didn’t realize however was the fact that they would be dragging him across Koslov and to the borders. That he would have to watch his people and their dead ones. That he would be forced to come to terms with the reality that he had fucked up Koslov. He wasn’t sure what he had expected but by the time they made it to the Koslov borders, Drescher was scared.
“I’m sorry… I’m really sorry,” Drescher whispered but the wolves just cursed at him, as they watched him go unwillingly with the Lycans. The image of dead children lying on the ground would always haunt him, but even then, Drescher didn’t seem to let go of his desires.
“But I would do it again, for her,” Drescher whispered and the two warriors just facepalmed. Perhaps they were wrong. There “were a lot of things wrong with Drescher Rykov. There was no other explanation for this madness.
“You’re beyond help, man.”
“Even love is never this crazy and fucked up,” Viktor sighed as they made it past the Koslov borders, right onto the path that, led them back home. Maybe Asmoria would be a nicer place for Drescher now that it had the queen he was obsessing about, right?
