The Lycan King’s Rejected Soulmate

Chapter 90

Avery

“Are the alphas here yet?” I asked Dante.

He nodded, “They had arrived with their troops while you were in meditation.”

“Good. We will set out now.” I said.

The alphas were already standing a few feet away with their troops.

They might be uncertain. They might not believe me. Still, what I knew was that they were going to help me fight this war.

My thoughts were similar to the moon goddess’s wishes, I intend to win.

“Like I said before. I won’t be sharing any concrete plan with you. Firstly, the plan might have errors because I am not aware of our enemy’s power and secondly,” I paused as I looked at all their faces, “Daemon might pay the price to tell any plan we make to his army. We have to be very careful. He wants to win this war as much as we do.”

“I know you might not believe me now but your views would change soon.” I said to the crowd.

“Mia, please bring all the teleportation crystals you have along with most of the omega warriors. We have to keep some people here as a standby troop. We have to guard against any sneak attacks or variables that might crop up.” I informed Mia.

“Okay.” Mia turned to Yuri, “Girls, do as she said.”

The female warriors that were left activated their teleportation crystal and they disappeared into the mist the crystal generated.

The lycans arrived. They were in their partial transformation state. They proudly left their claws and fangs on display.

Their powerful figures hid power that showed with every move they made.

Soon, the female warriors that had left returned with more warriors and more teleportation crystals in hand.

Some of our troops are going to be stationed here on standby.

The troop that would be remaining here was given a few teleportation crystals and

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the rest of the crystals went into the hands of the main troop.

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It did not take long to make all our arrangements and it was time for us to set out.

I held a teleportation crystal with me. Dante, the lycans and a few omega warriors stood with me.

I chanted the incantation that activated the crystal and mist billowed out of the teleportation crystal.

To avoid the incantation spreading, a female warrior was in charge of activating the crystals.

After this war ends, the world would resume her activities. The bad would do bad and the good would still do good.

I don’t want the incantation leaking to someone with bad intentions.

There was no guarantee that the good werewolves would keep their rationale around them when they have access to this kind of power.

Nothing was written in stone.

Besides, I can not really decipher the thoughts of everyone present here. I wasn’t a goddess.

No one would get hurt from being too careful.

As the mist faded, the feeling of space squishing and stretching me like rubber appeared. It disappeared the very next second.

I did not feel as lethargic as I felt when I first experienced teleportation.

The other people however, weren’t so lucky.

Most of them had pale faces that exposed their discomfort.

I took a look around.

We were at the Mangroves of Dzinitun.

I had told the female warriors in charge of the teleportation crystals the destination we were going to.

I made sure they memorized the name. I did not want any mishaps to happen along the way.

Birds flew overhead and the fresh air caressed us like a mother’s embrace.

Forestry clouded most of the spots my eyes could see. NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

This place was a great place for a sweet vacation but it was going to turn into a battlefield soon..

Blood was going to spill on this beautiful land.

There was no specific hint that would tell us where Daemon’s minions were but I knew there would be a clue soon.

Daemon wanted to lure me to my demise, he would make sure I got the location of my supposed gravesite.

I did not give any instructions and nobody moved.

Dante sniffed the air and he looked towards a direction determinedly.

“Someone is coming.” Dante said and I looked at the direction he was staring at.

I did not see anything at first but soon, I saw figures appear.

I could make out the faces of the figures when they came nearer.

It was Sadie and Miss Freya.

My eyes narrowed.

Enemies always meet at a narrow road.

Behind them, a large group of werewolves with mutated red eyes copied their

steps.

“This is not the real fight, you guys should conserve your stamina as much as you can. Don’t expend your power unnecessarily.” I whispered to the troops behind me.

Things can not be so simple.

It was better to be prepared.

I did not forget the fact about Daemon that the moon goddess told me. Daemon made his own creations.

His real army wasn’t these mutated werewolves that betrayed their race, it was the so called bloodsuckers.

Those vampires were his trump card. These werewolves were just baits that would test out the battlefield for his real warriors.

This might be a strategy by the enemy camp. They might want to figure out our powers and abilities by testing us out for the real warriors coming later.

“Avery, you are here. As expected of you.” Sadie said with a smile.

“Long time no see Avery. Do you still remember me?” Miss Freya said with a smile that mirrored the one Sadie had on her face.

It was disgusting.

I never thought I would see Miss Freya again but here we are.

I returned their smile, “Long time no see. I see both of you are doing well.

My words caused Miss Freya’s expression to change. Sadie’s face didn’t look good either.

I could not help but notice Sadie’s red eyes.

She was probably stronger than I remembered.

Miss Freya’s eyes were lighter in shade but it was still the same ruby color that all the mutated werewolves shared.

“What kind of mother are you? You don’t look worried and your kids are not with you.” Sadie sneered. “My godchildren are unlucky to get an awful mother.”

“I don’t know how you feel I should look like. Should I be crying my eyes out or begging you on my knees? Besides, who made you my children’s godmother?” I asked sarcastically.

My eyes gained a chilly glint when she mentioned my precious babies.

I wanted to rip her mouth apart.

She should have been my children’s godmother but everything had changed.

Nobody would harm their godchildren. Only an enemy would do that.

“You know,” I began, “I have changed these past few months. You don’t have any idea of what I do to those I deem enemies but you will soon know soon.”

Dante’s claws was already out. His purple pupils hid a red

rage.

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His stare was fixed on Sadie.

Dante’s lycan form towered over everyone here.

The troops behind us looked at him in awe.

“Quit those chitchat. I haven’t had the time to get even with you for what you did to me. Come and get your retribution.” Miss Freya spat as she swung the whip that had been previously on her waist belt.

I did not notice the whip because it seemed like a part of her weird getup. She was in black with subtle hints of red showing through.

She hasn’t discarded her torturing whip.

I stepped forward, “My pleasure.”

My body began to shift but I wasn’t morphing into a wolf.

I was going into the state of partial transformation like the lycans do.

Hair grew over my body and my fingers was changed into claws. My teeth elongated and my senses sharpened.

I howled to the sky.

“Oh, the chosen one appears.” Sadie’s annoying voice broke the silence that had occured after I shifted.

I could detect the thick envy in her voice.

It might be a surprise to see an omega shift into something only lycans have access

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I could see the flame of respect rise within the pupils of the troops behind me.

I knew their doubts had been resolved by more than half.

Our morale would rise with every meritable feature I showed.

Miss Freya waved her whip again like a snake. Her fingers was as pointy as talons and her teeth grew two thin fangs.

Werewolves don’t have thin fangs. I knew these fangs are the evidence of their mutation.

The fangs that helped with their dependence on blood.

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“Just so you know, all those girls you associated with at my manor are suffering your mistake!” Miss Freya said before she attacked.

Sadie supplemented her strike with a blow of her own. They were coming at me in a pronged approach.

Anger burned through me at her words but I did not let it show. My nerves and muscles tightened instead.

I was ready to make a strike of my own.

During my escape, I had tried to leave those girls out of the loop.

I did not want to implicate them.

Besides, the moon goddess had promised to erase their connection to me from everyone’s memories.

Why was Miss Freya mentioning them again? How did she know?

Only a god could reverse what a goddess did.

I knew Daemon was behind this.

I dodged to the right to evade Miss Freya’s whip while bending down a little to ‘ avoid Sadie’s sharp claws.

Dante wanted to move.

“No. I would handle them myself.” I said without looking at him.

The other mutated werewolves finally attacked and my troops rose in opposition.

“You are surprised?” Miss Freya said as studied my face in a quick second.

“If you are trying to get me to lose my focus, you are using the wrong method. Try another trick instead.” I said calmly.

“Haha.” Miss Freya laughed, “Keep trying to keep a strong front. Do you think we would not know that the moon goddess tampered with the memories of my brother and I? Naive!”

My heart sank.

I glared at Sadie. I felt like she was the one Daemon used to dig up

annoying past.

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I could not believe that I did not manage to save those girls in the end. I can not imagine the suffering they would have to go through when Miss Freya and Fredo regained their previous memories.

I did not save them at all. I ended up with harming them. I worsened their situation instead.

My heart ached terribly and I was angry.

My pups and those girls.

They did nothing wrong but Sadie and her cohorts conspired to harm them.

My eyes reddened and I channeled my anger into my body.

I was going to make them pay and they were going to pay their dues in blood.