Vengeance of The Broken Lycan Prince [BL]
Chapter 215: Not Yet… Come Back To Me

Chapter 215: Not Yet... Come Back To Me

[KOSTA]

"No, but he is starting to think of me like that. Besides, the pressure will mount for me to step down. No one has ever seen an omega become a Lycan Chief. All of this might just form in one flick of fates and where will that leave me, or you guys?

"I can’t be the one to put you back on the streets after all we have done together, and I can’t force him to be what he doesn’t want to be too," Igor said and Akila couldn’t help but smile sadly at the Lycan Chief.

There was a lot that was at play right now and it was like the Lycan Chief had long given up. This was a totally different look to the Chief and Akila felt like he needed to come to terms with his reality.

Maybe there were so many lingering things.

Maybe the skies would never be as bright again.

However, he had to accept the possibility that even with all of that, even with the madness that had longed for him, he would have to decide on what he wanted. He had to be raised to stand up for himself regardless of what was calling to him.

Maybe the sun wouldn’t be as bright as it always was, but this was not even something that needed that much strength, right?

"You’ve been thinking about this a lot, no?" Akila asked sadly, like he understood the Chief.

"That’s all I’ve been thinking of honestly. I need to do my job and I can’t do that if I smell like fucking omega," Igor said, irritated.

He wanted to think of some other things that could give him peace, things that could make his life a tad easier. He needed to think of better things other than the fact that his life was slowly changing and there wasn’t a thing he could do to slow the change down.

It was a burden he didn’t know how to deal with and his fears didn’t make it all any better. Perhaps he just had to think positively and try to embrace what his life was bound to be.

Perhaps it was in the way that hell and heaven were relative and he was stuck in the middle of it all, unsure of what direction he needed to go if he was to seek his holiness. Oh, but this was the greatest of all gambles.

"Are you ashamed of who you are?" Akila questioned curiously.

He wasn’t sure what answer he was expecting when he asked that question, but it seemed like something he needed to ask the Lycan Chief. The Lycans were all thinking differently of the Lycan chief and Akila could tell that the change was not doing well for him.

It was like love and life was not that easy to separate from the chaos and the strikes of doom that were bound before the sun chose when to show. The brightness that had long been there for the Lycan Chief was something that Akila looked forward to.

That was because it was the reminder that no matter what happened to them, no matter how hectic shit got to be, there was always a chance at freedom. A chance at hearts that didn’t close abruptly.

However, was it ever going to be a possibility when that was the kind of love that kept suffocating the barbarian for the past few hours then?

"What?" Igor responded uncertainly.

"Are you ashamed of the fact that you are an omega?" Akila asked again like he needed to know.

"Honestly, I don’t know. I have never had to think about it like that. My whole life I have tried to live away from that truth and now it is out there for everyone in the realm to know. Besides, who’s to say that we are being tailed because of that?" Igor asked.

Akila laughed in earnest like that was the most absurd thing we had ever heard from the Lycan Chief himself.

It was crazy on so many scales and a little unhinged too. Perhaps that was why the court of Kawai never really felt like comfort for him and he was trying to make it make sense for so long.

It was a hard choice for him, how shit had gotten.

It was a chaotic life that he didn’t need to embrace wholly but also one that seemed to be calling out to him, seeking him in the craziest of moments because no matter how any of this went for him, Igor was not going to be alone.

Maybe that was why Akila was here trying to understand his leader, so he would be of help, but was it ever going to be enough for them? Was it ever going to be that easy because of the chase that kept lingering?

Was it ever going to be enough that they had to struggle throughout the chaos and the pain of what was and what wasn’t for them then? What if so much changed along the way, would it be any better?

"Come on, Konstantin. You and I both know that if someone were tailing us, you could have long dealt with them. You have always done that and it’s a habit. No one is coming after us;

"... no one is that dumb to try and mess with the Lycan Chief of Kawai... unless the King demoted you?" Akila asked curiously, even though there was a distaste obvious in his last sentence.

The Lycan Chief was always on high alert, whether he was healthy or hurt. He was always trying to be the best version of himself and he was always determined to make sure that the realm was not as unsafe as it had always been.

The Lycan Chief had played a crucial role in making sure the borders were safe and it was easy because of how he was alert. He was always the best version of himself in every aspect of life.

It was not that hard for him and he was trying to make it make sense. Perhaps that was why he was trying to find an excuse. But then again, for a man who had never had to lay out a hundred and one excuses out there, this was uncomfortable.

What if the skies never understood what he meant by all of this?

Would it be any help to him?

"A demotion? No, he didn’t. I expected it honestly, but the King didn’t even talk about it. That was so very weird because by now he knows what most of these cans are thinking, I wouldn’t even blame him if he tried to demote me.

"What use is someone like me to them? There haven’t been any instances of this shit and now I’m in the middle of it all and I don’t know what to do. I want to keep my promise to my Erasthai, but I can’t even think of a way out of this that couldn’t hurt the both of us.

"What use am I to him then?" Igor asked in defeat.

He was frustrated and it was showing. Perhaps he would turn to think about this more rationally because, at the moment, the only thing that was working out for him hadn’t even started making the slightest show. ’

He was losing his mind from thinking too much, from trying to make it all make sense when nothing was making sense to him. It was like his life had changed and he didn’t have a way of making it any better.

It was crazy, how desperate he was and how lonely and confused he felt, when there was someone a few clicks away who was more than willing to shoulder whatever burden Igor Konstantin had bearing him down.

He had someone who loved him a little too much and one who could give up the world for him and yet he was scared of expecting that run again, he was worried about the outlook a little too much that it never made any sense to him.

Perhaps that was why he wasn’t certain that the rules had been stopped for them.

"Your Erasthai?" Akila asked and Igor stared at the man like that wasn’t already obvious.

Then again, Akila realized that despite the madness that was going on, despite the hurt and confusion that Igor was feeling right now, his love for the young prince had remained constant.

It was like that was never up for debate and the world would pay the prince if something so much as happened to that little prince. It was truly crazy because at the end of the day, no matter how hard life was for Igor.

He would always find himself thinking of what was best for the young prince. He was so much in love with the man it was sickening and healing at the same time. Funny how that had been unable to heal him, despite the way that he had tried to make it out alive.

This was not fair, and he knew it... but fate was never fair.

That in itself was a truth that Igor had gotten to learn the hard way.

"Of course. He is mine, even with all that is happening. I just wish that things were different," Igor insisted and Akila couldn’t help but be glad for him. It was something they screamed hope for Konstantin and Akila loved that for the Lycan chief.

So much was going wrong for the Lycan Chief and the only thing that had kept him steady, the truth that had kept him sane was just his love for the young prince.

That was something that even Akila was thankful for because otherwise, Konstantin would have been a mess. But even then, did that answer the pending questions of a fate that didn’t know when to stop and when not to?