Chapter 133 - The Incident 18 Years Ago Final (2/2)

'I can't believe I did this.'

For an unrelated and unacquainted wolf from another clan, she had exhausted every last drop of her flame powers and serpentine abilities. As if that wasn't enough, she had even used her lifeblood to stage a final suicidal strike that shattered all roads of recovery for herself.

Strangely, however, she didn't feel any trace of regret or remorse at her actions, nor did she feel resentment towards the young cub.

The only emotion she perceived was one of accomplishment and peace.

Once the wolf cub reached the group of anxious wolves, her tense muscles relaxed and she spat out a mouthful of dark blood.

'Little one, I kept my promise.'

Her gaze turned murky and she turned and slithered back into the tunnel.

Weakly trudging through the dark tunnel, a trail of blood followed in her wake as she left a crimson pool on the fractured floor. A few heartbeats later, the wounded and burnt serpentine's movements visibly slowed and proceeded in a stagnant manner before stopping completely...

Numerous fissures and fractures appeared on the red tail and snaked across the wrecked body before exploding into a foam of crimson blood.

'The Fiery Serpentine' of the Snake Clan, Versailles Skyler, had completely and utterly disappeared from the surface of the Nar realm.

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”Ahhhhh!”

The heart-rending wail snapped Ramose back to reality and he tightened his hold on his mate's hand. The piercing pain in his heart and soul could not numb nor distract him from the suffocating guilt engulfing his mind.

”Light, I am here...”

Once, when he was nothing but a weak and powerless cub, she had radiantly protected him with all her might.

Once, when he was nothing but another beast in the savage Nar realm, she had brightly stood in front of him and promised to protect him until the flame in her soul burned and the venom in her blood remained.

Once, when he was plugged into an endless abyss of despair, grief, and loneliness, she had appeared like a glorious beacon of light and brought him the warmth of life.

That fateful encounter 18 years ago had haunted and tormented him, both in the form of a beautiful dream and an unbearable nightmare.

For 18 years, on every gathering of the beasts, he had continuously sought out her figure among the group of the Snake Clan. However, every time he was left disappointed and distressed, fearing the worst and yet, not daring to think of the worse.

For 18 years, he appeared in his wolf form at every gathering of the beasts, and every venture out of the Underworld Palace. He hoped that somehow, somewhere she would spot him, and in the most unlikely case, connect him to the young wolf cub she had once called 'little one'.

For 18 years, he hadn't dared to approach the Snake Clan and ask after her, for fear of hearing the worst. And so, among the various regions and various beasts, he continued his silent search for her ethereal figure that was irrevocably and unquestionably, seared into the deepest recesses of his mind and heart.

And the day he finally saw the figure that he had been desperately and insanely searching for, he felt his heart fiercely pound in his heart.

She was still the same fierce, glorious, and breathtaking serpentine that he had come to admire, adore, treasure, and love over the past 18 years that he had been searching.

Although her snake scales had changed color and her radiant beauty had amplified an entire stage, he knew her aura, her intoxicating scent, and her presence like the back of his paw.

With one single glance, he knew that it was her.

His serpentine, his light.

Even though the meeting was brief, the reunion not as he had imagined, he was not disappointed. Because after more than 18 years of nightmares, he had finally seen his light again. His hanging heart dropped back in place and he bided his time.

Since fate had brought them face to face again, he wasn't planning on letting her leave him. However, the issue was how he was going to keep her by his side. The two of them were beasts divided by clans and race.

How was he going to keep a serpentine of the Snake Clan by his side in the Werewolf Clan?

Fate solved this issue of his as well, as the serpentine he had dreamed of day and night, was bonded to him in soul and became his mate. She became his soul-mate, their fate and destiny linked together for the entirety of their immortal lives.

And the moment their souls linked, he finally found his meaning in life, the reason for his existence.

To protect and provide her with a happy and carefree life in the brutal Nar realm, he was willing to undertake any trial and overcome any tribulation. For her happiness, he was willing to make any sacrifice.

Because she was his life, his glorious light in the ever-encompassing darkness of the Nar realm and lifeless his immortal life.

And yet, he had still failed in protecting his light from the very pain and threat he had vowed to shield her from.

And for his failure, she had to pay.

His red eyes started leaking with blood tears, reflecting his bleeding heart and similarly writing soul.

This incident made him aware of his incompetence and his shortcomings. Even though Ramose had the power and status to protect his mate from a frontal confrontation, he had no ability in guarding against hidden schemes.

It was a matter that he had never considered, as his belief, like most of the races in the Nar realm, was that the strongest fist reigned supreme.

However, reigning supreme didn't mean that he had complete control of the overall situation in the realm.

That wouldn't be possible until he became the ultimate ruler, the one and only Werewolf Emperor!