Chapter 318: A Little More Than Just Context
[GREALOR]
The Furfantes were playing a losing game, and Gabriel was doing what he thought was right. He was trying to save his father and his friends, to make them understand the stakes and why they would never be able to go over that particular cliff.
He just wanted them to understand that there was so much that they needed to work with and that they had to brace themselves.
He wanted them to be safe, to know that no matter what life threw at them, there was always going to be a way out especially if they didn’t try to antagonize the Hinatas. But then a part of Gabe also knew that his father was never going to let him be like that.
Gabe had shown the man more than once just how much he despised him. The hate he had for his father was the kind of hate that would never find a way out to salvation or whatever the fuck was waiting for them.
Gabe only wanted to minimize the loss, but what was the point? What use would it all be if his father managed to rally the Grealor wolves and brainwash them into believing that the fight against Kawai was for their own good?
’Hello,’ Gabe spoke in the mind links that he always used to address his people. He was determined to save them, even if it had to be against his father. Gabe wanted them to have peace, the kind that they had wished for for the longest time.
He didn’t want them trying to fight a battle that would never truly be won for them. He only wanted to see where the lines were drawn so that he would try to make it make sense for them.
His people deserve better than his father’s madness and Gabe was going to tell them the truth. So, he tried again, despite the fact that the mind links were empty. Of course, Gabe understood that this had to be his father’s and worse, Zula’s doing.
The Lycan was obsessed with war and Alpha Ashton was enabling her as if this was some spiritual ascent that would forever make life better for them all. No one had known what the sun and stars looked like but they knew what the wrath of the mad king looked like.
Those who had lived in that cruel tenure had read enough books to understand that going against Zaffuto Hinata was pure madness if not the worst case of insanity and Alzheimer’s, given what they knew the man was capable of.