Chapter 200
Chapter 200
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“This is all my fault, my king.” Cassain dropped to the ground as my aura thickened in the room, suffocating and heavy.
I watched him, head bowed, voice shaky, body trembling as he spoke.
“I was the one who brought Zayn to the pack, not knowing he was the king of the rogues… I–if I had known, I swear to the goddess on my life that I wouldn’t have done it. I should have investigated his background more thoroughly, but when, when I heard about how skilled and respected he was, even from here, I couldn’t help but look for him and ask him to join our pack, since he is that good.”
His voice sounded frantic, panicked, but I didn’t respond. I said nothing.
“But that doesn’t excuse the fact that this is all my fault, and I have disappointed you. Please punish me, my king. I will gladly receive any punishment from you.”
He finished without lifting his head, his tone heavy with guilt.
At the corner of my eye, I saw Drake tense, his gaze worried for Cassain, knowing the gravity of the situation, knowing he had let someone dangerous into the pack, the leader of the rogues no less.
For what he did, it was simple: Cassain should die. Whether intentional or not, he had endangered the pack.
I didn’t speak. My gaze flickered back to the paper in my hand. The handwriting, it reminded me of someone.
Him. The bastard I despised most. But it couldn’t be. It wasn’t possible.
After a long moment staring at it, I sighed, rubbed my brows, and dropped the paper on the desk before speaking.
“Get up. You are not solely at fault.” I looked down at Cassain, who lifted his head in surprise, eyes widening at my words. I pushed back strands of my hair and continued,
“I am the one at fault. I neglected my duty as the lycan king all these years, consumed by grief, uncaring about anything else, and it has affected my people more than I realized. If I had paid attention, if I had tried to resolve the rogue problem sooner, my people wouldn’t live in fear, tormented by the threat of attacks. And if I had investigated the man you brought when I sensed something was wrong, perhaps his true identity would have been revealed sooner.”
I leaned back into my seat, voice heavy,
“But I didn’t. I neglected everything and failed everyone. I have failed in my duties, my beliefs, and my dignity as the lycan king. I am the one who should apologize and be thankful to you, Cassain.”
Cassain’s eyes widened further, tears spilling down his face as he listened to me.
“You served me well, just like your ancestors. You are doing a good job. You are a good friend.”
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Cassain broke down, crying openly, and I allowed a small smile to touch my lips before turning to Drake, who stiffened under my gaze.
“You too, you are hardworking and loyal. You are doing well, my gamma.”
Drake’s eyes went wide, stunned, and a few tears welled up before he dropped to his knees, bowing deeply. His voice echoed through the room.
“It is an honour to serve the great and esteemed king. My life holds no worth, no value, except to protect your majesty. Your words will forever be cherished by this subject. Thank you, your majesty!”
Cassain snapped out of his daze immediately, straightening his posture and hardening his gaze. He followed Drake’s lead.
“Thank you, your majesty! It is also an honour to serve under you. My ancestors, I, and all future generations will continue to serve you until our dying breaths. Your words will remain in this subject’s heart as well, thank you, my king.”
A slow smile curved at the corner of my lips at a single word. Generations.
I wouldn’t be here for that long. Nyssa had made me pause my plan to end my life, but that didn’t mean it wouldn’t happen eventually. If my beloved grew old with me, I would leave this world soon after she drew her last breath. We would be together, even in death.
I watched as both Cassain and Drake stared at me, awe written across their faces, and it looked like tears were about to fall at any moment.
“That is enough.” I cleared my throat, averting my gaze, unwilling to witness grown men crying before me.
They immediately stiffened, blinking away their tears, and the seriousness in my expression made it clear that I wasn’t joking.
“With that aside, we have to deal with him,” I said, leaning back in my seat, head tilted slightly to the side, a slow, predatory smile spreading across my lips as I murmured,
“I think it’s about time we go hunting. Don’t you think?”
The rest of the night, I stayed up with Cassian and Drake, discussing our plan to catch Zayn, the rogue bastard who had dared infiltrate my pack with an agenda. We also mapped out ways to threaten the pack’s defenses in case anything went wrong.
My pack was indeed the strongest, but that didn’t make it impenetrable. We stationed extra guards along the frontlines and instructed them to inform everyone in the pack that Zayn was a traitor, the mysterious rogue leader, and that anyone who saw him must report it immediately.
Once that was set, a reward was announced to outsiders: anyone who spotted Zayn and reported his whereabouts would receive a substantial sum of gold, even if the informer was a rogue,
This had a purpose, to disrupt the peace and trust among the rogues. Rogues were lone werewolves, preying
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on the weak for wealth and drugs. They were disloyal, willing to betray their leader, and if this news spread, sooner or later, something about Zayn would reach us.
And that was the plan: to catch him before he posed any more danger than he already had. There was a gnawing feeling in my gut that something bad was coming, and I had to find him, fast. Especially now that I had my mate back.
