Vengeance of The Broken Lycan Prince [BL]-Chapter 395: It Was Heaven, A Moment Ago

Chapter 395: It Was Heaven, A Moment Ago
[GREALOR]
Survival was a bitch in Grealor, especially after Tamiko had shut the trade routes. It was like they were being punished for simply existing in the same timeline as the unruly prince, and it was unsettling to some extent.
It was crazy in so many ways, yet as time had gone by and they struggled to navigate, they had managed to be better. Maybe they had gotten too comfortable with their survival tactics that they had forgotten about the horror that had been looming over them.
And maybe that was why, when Tamiko had come for one for them, they knew that doom was their best friend at the moment.
"Holy shit," was the gospel of reality in a time when peace was not even conceivable. A time when fate seemed to have remembered that there once was a pack called Grealor and that owed karma to the Hinata house.
Oh, if only it were that easy for them at the time.
For ten years, there had been nothing.
Absolutely no news from the Hinatas.
Nothing from the prince who had decided to do his shit and fuck everything up along the way. There had been no news of the horror that had been waiting for them. They had relaxed, and that was their worst mistake.
Because on a dull evening, a bloodied Hinata prince walked the roads into Grealor and murdered the one person who had given them the courage to fight against the Hinatas.
He had taken the one person who had made them feel like the world was theirs to conquer.
It wasn’t a messy affair, just one that had been well-planned.
No one knew what had happened to Tamiko when he walked, smelling like he had lived in a butcher shop for weeks, but everyone knew what he did when he left Grealor for Kawai again.
And now, all that was left was chaos.
Pure, unfiltered chaos.
Yet he wasn’t even done with them.
That much they were aware of.
"We should surrender, Father. We should go to Kawai and apologize for what had happened. We can’t fight and win against them, you saw it too," a shaken Gabriel said as he paced in the alpha’s study room.
He had seen firsthand how Tamiko had walked in and decapitated Zula in the most torturous of ways. He had seen the way that Tamiko had ruined the woman for days, all while everyone in Grealor was allowed to see the madness.
They had tried to breach the barrier Tamiko had put between him, his prey, and them, but they had not been able to. And helplessly, they had watched for two weeks as Tamiko did the unthinkable to the one woman who had given them the courage.
They had watched the moment the realization of her insanity and cruel fate settled on Zula’s face. The moment she knew that there was no going back. They had all seen it, and there was no denying that the Grealor wolves were scared shitless of Tamiko.
They had been the ones to torture Tamiko once upon a time, to make him their slave. Yet ten years later, Tamiko had come home looking so damn good that it was impossible to tell that this was the same kid they had tortured to the ends of the world.
What they had done would forever haunt them, and the fear that Tamilko had forced on them was one for the books.
"You’re suggesting we surrender? Are you even listening to yourself?" Ciel asked incredulously.
Gabe stared at him like he had been blind this whole time.
They had been there.
All of them.
They had seen what had become of their sanity. They had watched the morale leave the eyes of their warriors, and anyone who was sane enough would be smart enough to leave the madness.
They would not want this to be the kind of shit that they dealt with.
This was not their fight, and they needed to surrender.
They would never win.
It was impossible.
"What other option is there, Cecil? We lost. If Tamiko came and murdered his father’s sister, what is he there for us? The woman was one of the strongest Lycans in the region, and yet Tamiko took him out in one blow.
"What else would you want to say to this, then? Do you think there is hope to bet on these Lycans? We are fighting a losing war. You know it. I know it too. The sooner we get this over and done with, the sooner we can go back to our normal," Gabe insisted.
He was right, though.
They were hopeless right now.
There was no reason for them to even be tempted to make things right because there wasn’t anything that they could make right. For ten years, there had been enough to relax, and now the time was over.
They had to step up and be ready, or they had to surrender.
Honestly, surrendering was the better option.
But knowing Tamiko, there was no way that that would be the end of the road for them. Tamiko was a vengeful prince, one who never forgave, and Grealor was at the top of the list of things that he wanted to eliminate.
There was no denying that it was their worst karma, seeing as the king himself wanted a taste of the Grealor wolves. All of this was not going to be easy, and they had to accept that, too.
"We fight back. We still have Sanji mated to Igor Konstantin. Now is the best time to use that against them," Ciel said, and the room went dead silent.
For ten years, there had been mention of the warrior who had ruined their lives. The warrior who had saved Tamiko was the one who had made sure that they never liked what came off them messing with Tamiko.
Igor Konstantin had made sure they never forgot that it was he who had made sure their doom was imminent. The warrior who had led wars for Tamiko and in the name of the young prince.
It had been a hellish time back then, and now that they didn’t have the same bond with Tamiko, it was easier for them to strike. Maybe it was the hope they had all been waiting for.
But was it a good idea if, after ten years, Tamiko had stormed Grealor and tortured Zula right before them?
They all could tell that Tamiko didn’t come to Grealor in the name of Kawai. That Tamiko hadn’t taken that woman back with him to Kawai as a war prize to show his father dearest. They recognized Tamiko had come for vengeance.
It had been very personal for him; that was why he had come alone.
Was that still enough to deter any pals the Grealor had of messing with Tamiko, or was this just a long road that they needed to learn how to walk without having to embrace the madness that had been their lives for years, then?
"You want us to use Konstantin to win the battle against Tamiko and the war against Kawai?" Gabe asked like he was not hearing his best friend’s mate well. This was suicide, and they had to have known that.
There was nothing about this that was vindicating, and all of them had to have known better than to try and fuck up that relationship. It was the most uncertain of them all, and the fact that they hadn’t heard from Sanji was probably the proof of it all.
Besides, they knew Kosta was never going to turn on the Kawai Lycans, so what the fuck was he doing then?
"We’re dead if we try, and dead if we don’t. Besides, it doesn’t seem like the worst of the ideas we have come up with over the years, hmm?" Alpha Ashton said, and Gabe was sure his father had lost his mind these past ten years.
No one who knew the consequences of this would try to mess with that order. They had heard of what Tamiko did on the day that Kosta had chosen Sanji. It was the wildest of things, and yet for them it was a breakthrough.
Either they were really insane for wanting to do this, or this was their only option.
But surely it couldn’t be that they were really getting to do this, no?
"Fine, when do we start?" Gabe asked, like he didn’t already know they were doomed either way. This was his attempt at making things feel better than they already were, and honestly, he couldn’t be blamed for trying to keep a positive link to their madness.
Maybe this way, he would find a way to get through the shit that was headed their way because otherwise there was no telling what the fuck was coming for them. And that was the worst bot of all this.
No one knew what to expect or even how, but nothing they knew of was that the Lycan prince who had been hibernating for teen years had found a way to come out.
And now he wasn’t going to be stopped, especially after he had murdered his aunt and his father, dearest, hadn’t said a word.
Hell, it was creepy enough that Zula Hinata was impossible to kill.
But the way that Tamiko had drained the life out of the woman and pushed all the limits with her should have told them all to stay away. But that was a song that could be sung in any other lifetime that had a Lycan.
Only that this time, they really needed to listen.
"We will visit Kawai, as protocol, to try and clean out names and separate ourselves from Zula after all these years. That way we can get a pass and time to keep planning," Alpha Ashton said, and Gabe just nodded sheepishly.
"Alright then."