The Love of a Lycan

Chapter 621 - FERAL

That battle wasn\'t for them to win after all. Not until the white lycan entered the battlefield and raged blindly to whatever was infront of him. The beast didn\'t care for the world, whether it was a friend or foe, everything within his reach would be destroyed brutally.

Thanks to the strong Alpha blood in him, an ordinary spell or some kind of magic didn\'t really have any effect on him.

For the centaurs and the hunters who had no more hope to come out from the battle alive, of course, they could sigh in relief when they watched how the angry beast was running rampant among the vampires and the witches.

However, their relief didn\'t last for long, because once all the enemies had died or fled, the only creatures that could satisfy his bloodl.u.s.t were only them.

Now, after they managed to escape the nightmare from the vampires and the witches, they had to face the reality where an enraged beast was staring at them with his terrifying red eyes that were clouded with rage.

This time, there was something wrong with the beast, totally wrong! The beast had gone feral!

He was a living destruction, but at the same time, he was about to destroy himself, and cease his own existence.

His white fur had turned red from the witches that he had decapitated, blood dripping from his snout as his canines elongated dangerously.

Aside from the fact that the beast was staggering when he prowled towards them. Just with the look in his eyes alone, could send chills to their bones. He looked so dark, just like a creature that just resurrected from the deepest part of hell.

The beast let his animal instinct take control as he ran towards the survivors behind Serefina, ready to kill or be killed.

The last bloodshed was about to unfold.

They heard it, an ear-splitting roar, followed by a powerful impact when the beast charged straight towards the shield that Serefina had conjured and was forced to draw back. They could feel the earth shaking beneath their feet, and the shield trembling because of the second attempt.

The beast roared again with blood in his fangs.

"The shield will not last for long," Chiron voiced out his opinion, even though his usual calm demeanor had long gone. He looked at the beast with wide eyes, terrified about what he was capable of doing.

"He will not last for long too," Serefina admitted, sweat forming on her forehead as she glanced at the dead body before her eyes, the dead body of the feral Lycan\'s dear mate.The Lycan would tear them apart once the shield was broken. "The only thing keeping him going is his animal instinct."

They could see, with so many battles and injuries, the beast was barely able to stand, yet he was forced to break the shield with everything he had, just to get it done.

He would kill them in the process of killing himself.

That was the real cost of losing a mate for a lycan, everything was no longer coherent as all of his senses turned numb and all he wanted to do was to destroy this numbness and ceased to exist.

"We have to stop him," Serefina stated the fact, but the question was; how?

How could they stop him without hurting him? It was an impossible task to do at this moment.

The witch\'s eyebrows knitted together when she watched how her shield crumbled. With his injured body, how could the beast still manage to have a brute force like that?!

That was a question that left them speechless, yet it wasn\'t the time to linger in that quest.

Serefina stood up with Chiron and Delta beside her and the rest of the centaurs and hunters circled them.

They watched with gritted teeth when the bloody beast let out an earth-shattering roar and dashed like an arrow with his insane eyes locked on the witch.

At the same time, Serefina raised both of her hands and sent a big fireball that set fire to the beast\'s fur, rendered him to stop and snarled, yet even with flames that were still burning, the beast kept staggering forward.

It was a magic fire that couldn\'t be put out so easily.

"You will kill him," Chiron knitted his brows when the beast couldn\'t pick up his speed anymore, but stubbornly still tried to take a step at a time.

Serefina clenched her fists as her long nails embedded onto her palms. That wasn\'t her intention. With a flick of her fingers, the fire went out and the beast fell on its stomach, breathing unevenly.

Serefina walked towards the beast with a tentative step, ready to defend herself if it was needed.

However, seeing how the beast\'s condition right now, it seemed he had reached his limit.

With the sound of snapping bones, eventually, the beast returned to his human form, supporting his body with his elbows and knees.

"Kace?" Serefina called his name carefully.

However, Kace didn\'t hear her as he raised his head and locked his eyes on the motionless girl on the ground. He was breathing heavily.

It took everything in him to just move his limbs and started to walk towards his lifeless mate.

Serefina stopped in her tracks and let Kace to stumble and stagger towards Hope, blood dripping from his opened wounds, which littered all over his body.

His every step left bloody footprints on the velvety grass beneath him.

Once Kace was beside Hope, he crouched down and, ever very carefully and gently, cradled her in his arms, running his fingers on her soft black hair and her pale cheeks.

The beast nuzzled her hair and nudged the side of her face, waiting for her to respond to his touch.

Yet, nothing happened.

A solemn tear fell down his cheek, the beast looked calm compared to his feral action earlier.Then he buried his nose on the crook of Hope neck, the spot where her scent still lingered.