Vengeance of The Broken Lycan Prince [BL]
Chapter 273: The Monster That Horrified Monsters [7]

Chapter 273: The Monster That Horrified Monsters [7]

[ZULA]

It wasn’t hard to spot the mad king’s inaction. He looks majestic and filled with fury. He is still in mating regalia and he looked like he was planning on coming back after cleaning himself up.

It was a sight that horrified many of the people around him at the moment, seeing as he was growling and tearing through them like they were pieces of meat on a barbecue slot. It was not pleasant at all.

The stench of blood and the scent of wolves was in the air as the king went on a rampage.

It was as if there was never going to be a thing that stopped him, and yet when he caught the beautiful honey scent that his Erasthai always had, he stopped for a split second, with his hand on the neck of one of the wolves.

It was like he was trying to fight his instincts which was the first time ever since he’d started the rampage. The wolves who hadn’t been dead yet were not sure if they had the woman to thank or if they just needed to make a run for it.

But where the fuck were they supposed to run when the king himself had set a boundary spell around them and they won’t ever be able to get out of it? It was not hard to smell the king on the woman, his pure lavender scent engulfing them as it sweetened at her presence.

Obviously, Liana smelled it too, because of the way his eyes dilated and he looked like he could ravage her at that moment. Perhaps it was not a good idea for Liana to be here, but who the fuck was going to stop the Lycan Queen from coming to her Erasthai?

’This little shit,’ Zaffuto thought to himself as his grip tightened on the neck he was holding, not even paying any heed to his latest victim as he crushed his windpipe and threw him in the distance.

He couldn’t believe that Liana was here and it was so evident in the way that he stared at her. She was pure; too pure for the battlefield. She was too calm for the chaos around her and Zaffuto wasn’t certain if he needed to be worried for her, or scared for her.

Of course, he was going to murder the Lycan warriors who had let her out of the kingdom, even if he could already see the defiance in her eyes. She was clearly a stubborn one and if the Lycan warriors had tried to contain her, they would have suffered way worse.

Perhaps that was why she was here but still, that didn’t make it any easier for Zaffuto. He didn’t want his Erasthai here.

"His queen?" the wolves gasped as they took a clear look at the woman, she was his weakness, or so they hoped. The word about the Lycan queen was bound to spread and Zaffuto felt it when they started emitting signals to other packs. But he wasn’t worried about that.

She would be fine.

She was feisty and determined.

She was powerful and he would give her whatever the fuck she wanted, just as long as she stayed out of his way. But then what was the assurance that she would stay away from his mess when she was already here instead of the bed he had left for her?

Oh, Zaffuto was intrigued.

This woman was certainly a piece of work and it pleased Zaffuto to think that she was his.

After all, the mate bins had demanded so. The Erasthai he didn’t want was making him excited and he loved every bit of that feeling, perhaps because he could see the excitement in her eyes as he had crushed that wolf’s throat.

It was easily the sexiest thing he had ever seen in her; of course, other than the long bodycon dress she was wearing that had his sanity doing pull-ups.

She was gorgeous.

She was beautiful just for his eyes and he could already imagine what he would do with her long hair that was down to her waist. She was what he had never wanted and yet the one thing that he would never let go of, even if the man demanded so.

She was his greatest treasure and he would be there for her, with her, and what the fuck she wanted of him, he would five.

Damn was she perfect.

"Yes... she is my queen," Zaffuto said proudly.

Liana smirked at him. She could see the way that he was letting them know that he was his and that was also how she knew that he would let a few of them go just to spread the worst about her.

It wasn’t hard to tell because Liana had interacted with Zaffuto a few times but she understood the man fated for her more than anyone else.

"Need help with those?" Liana asked when she finally got to her Erasthai, walking through the barriers that the wolves were unable to get out of.

Honestly, no Lycan should have been able to cross that boundary too, and yet Liana was there standing like the world was hers to conquer. Then again, all she had to do was say she wanted the world and Zaffuto would hand it over to her on a platter.

He didn’t care what the realm would want with him, because he would worship her, the woman who made him live the prettiest life in the past hundred years.

She was his bane, and he was sure of that, but right now, as he eyed her up and down, licking his lips like a hungry man, Zaffuto knew she was everything.

"Come again?" Zaffuto said he hadn’t heard her well.

Of course, he heard her.

The entire camp had heard her ask him if he needed her help and the wolves stared at her with fear. She may have been looking like a temptress, but she was certainly a destroyer.

The wolves had thought that now that she was here, she would probably try to appeal to the madman’s humanity, but she was offering to help. She was offering a hand on the chaos that would probably ruin endless lives at the end of the day.

What the fuck were they even supposed to hope for? Well, even the king didn’t know what the fuck he was to say to her, other than ask a question so stupid that didn’t make sense to him.

Perhaps it would eventually.

"I asked if you need help with the bodies, or perhaps with the killing," she said confidently as she stared at her Erasthai. She wasn’t scared of him and it scared the hell out of the wolves who were yet to be murdered by the king.

The universe had really gotten them the worst of the worst and even an understanding queen who wasn’t opposed to helping him be the worst version of himself.

Most people always talked of how mate bonds were the perfect balance of good and bad and yet as the wolves stared at Liana, all they could see was bad and worse. There was no good lingering here hence they were doomed.

Well, life had to be lived, right?

"You shouldn’t be here," Zaffuto warned.