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The Love of a Lycan

Chapter 994 - A FAMILIAR SCENT
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Chapter 994 - A FAMILIAR SCENT

Serefina couldn't believe it, out of all nights, it had to be tonight and she was not aware of it.

The witch glanced at the dark sky. Every day had been like this, whether it was night or day, one wouldn't be able to distinguish them.

In front of her, the firebird tilted its head innocently, as if asking what she was doing, sitting on the dirty ground and grimacing in pain.

Serefina's body trembled, she cursed under her breath that she didn't count this, and it will ruin her plans. However, she couldn't continue whatever she wanted to do in her current condition either.

Her breathing became ragged and the pain was almost unbearable for her. She closed her eyes and before she screamed out of misery and drew unnecessary attention that she didn't need now, she teleported herself.

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Belinda lit the dry branches that were now spread beneath and around the fae, which were used as the dying bed for Purple. They had to burn her body, so she wouldn't be used by the devils, leave her with nothing, but the ashes that would soon be blown away by the wind to a better place.

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In front of the blue fire, Lilac, Torak and Kace stood in silence, behind them were Stephan and Sapphire. The dragon shifters and the Lycanthropes formed a circle around them, giving their utmost respect to the fae. The last fae of its kind.

They didn't speak anything, but they shared a solemn silence among them.

This death wouldn't be the last death that they would see, but it was also a reminder that they still have to fight in order to win this seemingly endless war.

Death was something unavoidable during a war and they should cherish the few moments they had, because no one knew or could guarantee if they would see each other tomorrow, or whether the person who was standing beside them now would still be with them tomorrow or not.

This death was a reminder for them that there would be no tomorrow if they surrendered now, as the devils wouldn't even spare their lives once they conquered this realm. They must fight for their lives, for their loved ones, and for their endangered freedom.

This death was also a reminder how wrong Torak, Jedrek and Kace's decision had been; to let their people die in order to save their own mates.

The mistake was too big, as they were now forced to struggle over just to help their kind survive.

However, at that time, it felt the right thing to do that. The impulsiveness to keep their mates with them and the thought of losing them, just didn't sit right with their inner beast and created a hollow in their heart.

The emptiness started to show its ugly head right at the corner of their mind, but they had to suppress it down and do what they had to do. And make things right.

The Donovans blamed this on the gloominess in the air that compelled them to succ.u.mb to their dark side.

"Let's go," Torak said after they waited for the fire to die down and the wind blew off her ashes into air, which then circled around them for awhile and disappeared.

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Jedrek was listening to what Lilac told him through mind- link, she said; she and his other brothers would go to this building, along with the rest of the lycan warriors.

Of course he was worried knowing Lilac would be out there, exposed to danger, though he realized that his mate was more than capable to protect herself and his brothers wouldn't let anything happen to her. But, still… he felt this uneasiness…

After all, more than a dozen dragon beasts, the creatures from hell and the dead lycans that were being successfully resurrected and turned into the enemies' minions by the Devils were between them.

Jedrek suggested that he would send more people to help them, but Lilac made sure that he would do no such thing and this only frustrated the king even more, as he knew that he couldn't go out there himself, since he had to hold this ground.

Or else, no shelter would be left for them once they got to him and it would be a loss on their part when this place was exposed to those dragons and filthy creatures to destroy.

This school building was enough to keep them at bay until they could come up with a strategy.

"Start patrolling around and let me know once you see them," Jedrek gave an order to Theo.

Thankfully their kind had a remarkable healing ability, thus they wouldn't make a fuss over a small stabbing or a slit wound. However, the lycans who suffered major injuries needed more time to heal. Lyrus and Jack looked after them all.

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And for the lycans that were fine, they followed Theo's order to patrol around this building to find anything that could help them, also just in case there was something that they needed to pay attention to.

Jedrek was deep in thought when that particular scent hit him. The scent that he had not smelled for a long time.

Impossible…

Jedrek quickened his steps, the scent was getting strong, as the distance between them became shorter.

And at the supposed place, he noticed four lycans, who were patrolling around this area, and caught the same scent as him.

But, from the look of it, they didn't have any idea whose scent this belonged to. They were too young to know the witch.

"Your majesty," the four of them greeted Jedrek in unison when they saw him approaching in their direction. "We caught a strange scent, we will look onto it first," one of them informed Jedrek.

However, the king didn't stop walking and ignored their suggestion, until he stopped in front of a school lab, where the scent was very vivid.

"My king, let us go first," one of them volunteered to check inside, yet Jedrek raised his hand to stop them.

"No," he said sourly. "Stay here."

Without wasting another second, Jedrek pushed opened the door and entered the room.historical