The Love of a Lycan

Chapter 993 - NO, NOT NOW...

It only needed less than a minute for the dragon beast to break down the gates and set the castle in front of it ablaze and cover it in bright red hues.

After that, the dragon flew proudly and perched on the top of the highest tower before letting out a screech that was akin to thunder, claiming its victory upon the death of hundreds of lycans below him.

The lycan warriors didn't even got a chance to fight the dragon as they were set ablaze and burned into ashes the moment they were touched by its flame.

Not to mention about the vampires that rushed forward to attack them as soon as the gates collapsed and their defenses broke down, along with the spell- casters from the northern coven realm.

They didn't even stand a chance to fight them all in their dire conditions.

Roars and snarls filled the front yard, but it wouldn't last for long as their attackers would find their way into the castle without much resistance.

The lycanthropes were deemed to be defeated at this rate.

Meanwhile, Alpha Alec had turned into his beast and dashed toward the first floor, getting ready with the remaining lycan warriors that would fight alongside with him.

His razor sharp canines elongated dangerously and when the door collapsed, the first vampire that set his foot inside was immediately torn apart by the amassed lycan beasts.

However, there were at least hundreds to thousands of vampires who breached their defenses and soon the situation was not in their favor anymore.

Adding to the fact that the witches could easily kill them with their dark magic, their downfall was only a matter of time.

However, those brave warriors were ready to throw their lives just to earn a few more seconds for those who couldn't fight to seek for a shelter.

Including Rossie and Bree, also baby Eddard that was held tightly by the young she- wolf.Find authorized s in , faster updates, better experience, Please click #..._51642052001190901 for visiting.

The two followed Oliver, a young werewolf, who was assigned to lead the elders, women and the children to a safety place through the secret tunnel that they managed to find in the last minute.

They didn't know, where this secret tunnel would lead them, but it was good enough if they could go as far as they could from this place, as they knew no one would survive the attack back there.

It could be said as their last meeting with them. There was no goodbye.

Because once they said it, it would be hard for the living to carry on. But then again, a lot of goodbyes awaited them later on…

Bree was trying hard to keep up with these people, as she grabbed a edge of Rossie's dress tightly, while the young girl cradled baby Eddard in her arms. historical

Adair was running with them too. Her expression was very dark with her hair being scattered all her oval face. She was scared, because she never faced a situation this terrifying before. She didn't want to die.

But, that was also the wish of the other lycans.

"Rossie, I am afraid…" Bree whined between her pants. "Why are they trying to kill us?"

"Because they are bad guys," Rossie replied to her mindlessly. She sniffed the air, trying to find if they were being followed or to pick up any scent that could let them know where they were heading.

Just like the other people.

This secret tunnel was very long, dark and uncertain.

"Can you shut up!?" Adair snapped at Bree and the little girl frowned.

"You shut up!" Rossie snapped back at the young woman, though she was way younger than Adair, but this was not the time for showing courtesy and Rossie was ready to bite back anyone who wronged her or the people that were dear to her.

Ethan and Ian would be proud of her if they saw this. Because all this time, Rossie had always been a sweet girl, who wouldn't even raise her voice even when she was annoyed.

How time changed everything and terrible experiences had hardened people's hearts, shaping them into a different person in order to survive…

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Serefina's red hair fluttered in the air, the color complimented the wall of flames in front of her and gave a vibe that she was part of that fire wall herself.

She had been standing there ever since she left the vast lands after killing Dorian. It seemed, burning the shadow warrior to his death was way easier than to step forward to her next plan.

Which had to be executed behind this flames. After finding Jedrek…

Serefina felt her head throbbing painfully, but so did her heart. This was the hardest part. She felt exhausted even before she could start it.

To vent out her frustration, Serefina burned a few more creatures from hell within her reach, but the uncomfortable feeling in her stomach wouldn't subside, if anything, it only weighed her heart even more.

Groaning, Serefina gritted her teeth and balled her fists to step into the wall of flames. Strange enough, it didn't burn her at all…

The fire even felt warm and comfortable against her skin.

Once the witch had stepped onto the other side of the fire wall, she tilted her head up to look at the firebird above her, which was now flying low and perched on her shoulder.

The firebird had grown bigger than the last time she saw it, but it was not a good sign at all, thus it felt heavy when this mythical creature sat there, yet the witch didn't mind it, and she walked toward the building slowly.

There was no one there, no patrolling guards, not even single lycan, so Serefina assumed that they were inside. It seemed that they didn't even bother themselves with safe guarding this place since they could see that the fire had been protecting them well enough…

Serefina main business was to meet Jedrek. She knew the king was there, alone. Therefore, this was the best timing for her to approach him.

However, before she could enter the building, she felt the same familiar painful feeling that would occasionally consume her body, gnawing her skin deeply.

D*mn! She forgot about tonight!

"No, not now…" she groaned as the pain brought the arrogant witch down to her knees and the firebird on her shoulder flopped to the ground.