Chapter 87 - Preparations Part 2 (2/2)

”Hmph! There is no need for you to provoke me. Even if you had told me what gem you were looking for and it turned out to be a source of great magic, I would have still taken your deal. Because to me, nothing is more important or significant than her. Nothing!”

Luke knew the gravity of his actions and the consequences they entailed. The whole realm would outcast him once they learned of his association with the dark lord.

But he was not daunted, did not care. Because for him, nothing was more scary and torturous than seeing her with another. For her, not only the outcast of the Nar realm, he was even willing to become the outcast of the seven realms.

Before that, what was a mere gem?

”However, I want to know. You said my girl is carrying the gem on her. Will the removal of this gem hurt or harm her?”

Taking any chances with her life was out of the question.

He could stoop lower than the lowest beast, perform deeds dirtier than any witnessed before. He could even commit acts abhorred and loathed by every race in the seven realms.

But he would never compromise with her life.

Because she, was his only light in the never ending darkness of his life, and he surrendered his everything with the minuscule hope of attaining that light.

”Kekekeke...no need to worry. The removal of the gem, as you put it, will not harm or hurt her. It will, however, put her in a little bit of pain.” There was a slight hitch in the grim voice's baleful tone as he mentioned pain.

But Luke did not notice it. He was thinking about the pain she would experience.

'If she has to go through pain to become mine, is making this deal worth it then?'

He could never image being the reason behind her suffering. He wanted to always protect her and keep her free from every pain and sorrow.

Now, he has to make her suffer in order to get her?

”Kekekeke...you can turn down my offer if you want. I guess the Werewolf King will be getting an easy deal, gaining a companion for a lifetime, without any struggle or difficulty.”

Gritting his teeth, Luke clenched his fists.

'Her, with the Werewolf King? Never! He would never allow that to happen, no matter the cost!'

”I guess a little bit of pain is necessary in order to get the most precious thing in the seven realms. Dark lord, you got a deal. Give me my thousand dark shadows and you will get your gem.” With dark blood leaking from his mouth, Luke growled the words out.

In the instant the words left his mouth, he felt half his heart go cold, barren and dead as the northern mountains.

There was no turning back now.

**

Ramose cautiously entered the secret chamber of the Ancestor Wolf.

This chamber was a secret of the Werewolf clan that only the Werewolf Kings' were privy to. It was a secret passed down not by words, but by blood.

King blood.

Since his return from meeting his mate, Ramose felt unsettled, as if a great mountain was hanging over his head, waiting for the right opportunity to drop and crush him into a pulp.

He felt a strange restlessness he had no way to control or suppress.

It was a restlessness coming from the depths of his soul.

A soul, that was connected to his mate.

Whatever the uneasy feeling was, he had a hunch that it was connected to his mate.

His beautiful, awe-inspiring, and breathtaking mate.

A mate he would go to any length and depth to protect. A mate he would scorch the world to safeguard.

Whether the feeling was real or just a fluke, he was not going to take any chances. He would see to it that he was prepared to face whatever storm came his way.

His mate was his lifeforce, the meaning of his existence.

He would turn the whole Nar realm upside down to ensure her safety. Set the entire seven realms aflame to keep her well and healthy.

And for that goal, he was prepared to pay any price, make any sacrifice.

Raising his head, Ramose looked at the giant crimson gate blocking his way.

It was an obstacle he had to cross in order to enter the Ancestor Wolf's secret chamber.

”Awooo!”

Howling, he changed into his wolf form and clashed directly into the red gate.

Bang!

Bang!

Whoosh!

On the third clash, a whirlpool formed, sucking him into an endless abyss.

The instant he entered the turbulent wave, he felt his connection with his werewolf pack dissolve, his presence erase from the surface of the Nar realm.