The Lycan King’s Rejected Soulmate

Chapter 92

Avery

“What’s wrong?” Dante asked carefully.

His aura seemed to soften considerably as he looked at me.

“Daemon must have known about your prowess. I think this Vampire Patriarch has the power that can rival yours. He might even have a trump card in store too.” I explained to Dante.

He nodded thoughtfully.

“Still, we can not avoid fighting with him. I have to try my best.” Dante said as he darted a grave glance at Theodore.

Theodore was looking at us with a smile playing on his lips.

His smile made me feel like a clown in the circus but I shrugged that feeling off.

I don’t have the luxury to be depressed.

This was what the moon goddess meant when she addressed my impatience as I tried to contact her.

She needed a leader, not a brat.

I was not going to destroy things because of my own emotions. I had to be smart.

I knew Theodore could listen to our conversation if he really wanted to.

Werewolves have sensitive cars and I expected Daemon, a copycat go d, to make his creatures sensitive too.

“Do you trust me?” I asked Dante solemnly.

I was not going to spill details about the trump card the moon goddess prepared.

This trump card was the one the moon goddess had hidden with great meticulousness. She didn’t even tell me about my special constitution until it was time for the war.

This showed how important keeping this secret is. We would not let our enemies prepare precautions and preventions.

Dante nodded, “I trust you.”

As soon as I heard his affirmation, I grabbed his hand and I slid it across my skin.

My action was too fast. Dante didn’t have the time needed to retract his claws.

Blood flowed from my wound and it coated Dante’s claws.

I wanted to smear the blood thoroughly on his claws but he clenched his fists.

He stared at me with a puzzled gaze. There was an hint of anger in his purple pupils as well.

“You said you trusted me. Just follow my lead, I will explain later.” I said as I returned his

gaze.

Dante continued looking at me for a few more seconds before he slowly unclenched his hands.

I continued my actions of slitting my skin open and smearing his sharp claws with my blood.

I felt pain but I knew it was for the greater good.

At least, this was better than dealing with a permanent consequences. This was just something trivial.

My body had advanced healing action working on it so I had to cut repeatedly to be able to get enough blood to cloak Dante’s fingers.

When I first cut open my skin with Dante’s claws, Theodore and the rest of the vampires stared at me like I was a delectable meal.

This wasn’t similar to the gaze Theodore wanted to use as a deceiving tactic.

They were looking at me like I was real food. I felt like prey.

Dante growled and the pressure from their stares ceased to exist at that very moment.

“I am done.” I told Dante before releasing him.

I knew he was still feeling peeved about my action but he did not say anything.

He directed his anger at Theodore.

Dante smiled, “Hope you are ready to have all your bones broken?”

His smile showed his fangs and it was scary.

Oh boy.

Soon, Dante and Theodore met in a frontal clash.

Theodore and Dante was actually on par. Still, Dante seemed to have a little advantage. His advantage came from his numerous battle experiences.

He wasn’t called the ruthless lycan king for nothing.

Their exchanges affected the bystanders so we moved away from them to give them enough space to battle.

I kept my eyes on Theodore’s every move.

My physique was better than it had been so I could follow their battle.

Theodore saw my action. He might have been suspicious of my action so he did all he could to avoid Dante’s claws.

Dante wasn’t going to have that either. He was not going to let the battle remain in a stalemate.

It would not be good for us.

I felt like the consumption of stamina from the vampires is lower than the rate werewolves consumed their stamina.

The vampires had some kind of immortal quality in them.

We had to decide this battle and we had to do that as fast as we could.

The longer this face-off goes on, the more disadvantage we would be.

Dante made a feint attack and Theodore dodged to the left to avoid his claws. Theodore played right into the trap Dante laid.

Dante’s attack succeeded and his massive claws tore a huge chunk of flesh from Theodore’s shoulders.

Theodore had tried to avoid the real attack after he discovered the feint Dante deceived him with. His avoidance was not so successful though and he got a wound that

threatened his battle prowess.

Nothing happened at first.

My heart was in my mouth.

It was not I did not believe the moon goddess. I did, but I could not stop the doubt that rose in my mind.

Dante believed me and he trusted me to have a solution.

Dante might understand if I failed but what about the troops behind me?

How will I take responsibility? What would I be able to do of it fails?

A million thoughts flashed through my head and my palms turned clammy.

‘Oh goddess, please let your bane work.’ I prayed in my heart.

Soon, Theodore’s wound began to burn and sizzle. It was like scalding oil or fire was burning his flesh.

Red embers was flickering in his exposed wound.

It gave me the impression that Theodore was made up of flammable material.

The calm expression Theodore had on his face changed into a raging frown.

The faces of the vampires in Daemon’s army wasn’t looking too good either.

The heart that had been troubled with the delay settled and I instantly felt relieved.

I could not believe the fact that I had doubted the moon goddess’s powers.

I had forgotten that this war was her battle also. She would not do anything to harm her creations and her position.

She would give me something that would work.

She would not fail in trying to bring Daemon down. I shouldn’t have suspected her.

I should not have doubted her.

Suddenly, Theodore faced me.

His calm expression and poise was nowhere to be found.

I only saw deranged madness and fury in his eyes.

Unconsciously, I took a tiny step back.

“You!” Malice hung from his every word, “You spoiled all my plans. I am going to kill you!”

I should not smile in this kind of situation but I smiled. His expression was too priceless.

“Save it.” I said softly.

My confidence was back.

We had something that could counter these vampires. We are going to use it to the fullest.

Theodore wanted to escape Dante’s attacks so he could get to me. He wanted to eliminate me first.

Dante didn’t allow him to approach me.

His desperation to harm me gave Dante more openings to explore instead.

He did not get to touch a hair on my head and he sustained more life threatening wounds.

Theodore stopped trying to reach me when he saw that he would not be able to go past

Dante.

“Some of you should assist me in holding Dante down. The rest of you should kill her for me!” He ordered his subordinates and the vampires moved immediately.

They had been eyeing me since they discovered what my blood could do.

Now, they had the order to act on their target.

My suspicions about the vampires was confirmed.

The vampires didn’t heed their promise.

Theodore was the one that suggested a battle between the strongest being from both factions. Now, he was the one that gave the order to attack me.

I did not believe them from the start so I was able to spring into action.

“Before you

clash with any vampire, go past me so you can get some of my blood.” I informed them before I got to work.

I flexed my fingers before I dug my claws into my

skin.

This was the sacrifice I had to make.

Still, I could bear it. It was just a little pain in exchange for something greater.

Blood began flowing out of the injury but at the same time, my body started healing immediately.

I rubbed the blood on my body as I enlarged the wound.

The werewolves rushed past me to meet the vampires in a frontal clash. They heeded

my instruction and every one of them made sure that a bit of my blood touched their claws.

After I fortified my army, I turned to Sadie and Miss Freya.

Fear was on their faces.

I bet they are really thankful some of my blood didn’t touch them when we were fighting. It would have been drastic.

I smiled as I stared at them.

I could fight to my heart content now. I didn’t have to worry about revealing any secret.

The secret was already out and they can not do anything to avoid or counter it.

I launched myself at them and our confrontation began.

Sadie and Miss Freya tried all they could to avoid my blood and attacks. All their efforts didn’t yield any results though.

“Avery, I was wrong. Please forgive me. Spare me.” Sadie pleaded as she tried to defend herself from my attacks.

I smiled darkly, “I know. I am going to keep you alive for a very long time.”

I don’t know if it was because of the threat of death that loomed over her. Sadie didn’t get the eerie intentions in my words.

Her darting eyes made sure I knew she hadn’t given up yet.

She might try something else later whenever I have my guard down.

That was the thing I felt like she was mistaken about. I would always remain on guard towards her.

I wasn’t the Avery from the past that would be taken in by her s ob stories.

I kept am eye on her as I intensified my attacks on Miss Freya.

Dante was going to be kept alone so she could pay for her misdeeds. Miss Freya wouldn’t have that luxury at all.

“Please, don’t kill me too.” Miss Freya’s stubborn personality finally shattered and she begged for a chance to live.

I sneered, “Why don’t you say that to the girls you harmed? I am sure they pleaded with you like this but you had been unmoved.”

I could not bear the thought of leaving Miss Freya alive to pay for her bad actions. I didn’t have the patience to wait.

The image of Diana and the others being killed without knowing why they were persecuted appeared in my mind. The image bothered me greatly. Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

I did not know if Daemon had restored their own memories too as a way to make their pain greater.

“Why did she get to live and I don’t?” Miss Freya screamed insanely. Her eyes were the size of a tennis ball.

“No comment.” I said coldly as I swiped at her neck.

She tried to defend with her arms but it was all futile.

Her neck and arms suffered the blow.

The fire in her

eyes dimmed slowly.

Her mouth twitched but I did not care for what she wanted to say.

I cut open a new wound and poured the blood on her.

I watched as Miss Freya withered into something shriveled and black.

I made sure there was no signs of life from her.

I didn’t want to leave a ticking time bomb.

I turned to Sadie.

Her face was pale.

“Do you regret being a mutated werewolf now?” Her punishment was going to come later so I tried to make small talk as I tied her up with multiple ropes.

The ropes had some of my blood rubbed into them.

Any attempts to escape would lead to massive injuries.

Sadie didn’t reply. She just studied the battlefield.

I did not need her reply either.

The mutated werewolves might be stronger than normal werewolves but they inherited something when they received the vampires’ powers.

They inherited the vampires’ weakness too.

I stared at Theodore and Dante.

Theodore cheated by letting his minions join him in besieging Dante.

Dante had an extra chore to do.

His attacks weren’t solely concentrated on Theodore anymore.

Now, only one vampire remained from the group that wanted to assist Theodore. The vampire dropped dead from an attack from Dante a moment later.

The battle belonged to Dante and Theodore again.

This meant that Theodore was at a disadvantage again.

Theodore roared and his ruby eyes brightened considerably until it felt like he hid a shining light in his eyes.

He originally had hair the color of ebony but his hair was turning red. It was the same shade of red his eyes was.

Crimson tattoos appeared on his face. It made him look like a demon crawling from the depths of hell.

Theodore was finally using his trump card.