A Mate For The Last Lycan

The next day, the ten thousand warriors that had deflected the king finally arrived. Most of the warriors here were the people, who followed Khaos to defend the Three Deadly Way against Great Lunar kingdom.

They didn’t know about the fact that Khaos was a lycan, but even when they knew, they still deflected the king to join under Khaos’s flag.

The old dynasty flag was everywhere in this campsite, they also put the flags on the area that they had conquered. River Creek pack had raised the old dynasty flag as well, indicating that they were on Khaos’s side.

Thing didn’t look good, neither it was promising on Dacre’s side. He was put in tight spot. Especially with ten thousand warriors, who deflected to Khaos’s side, it ruined the moral of the royal warriors.

"I have written to my father," Nycta said when Dacre came to see her. He started to visit her palace again, but of course for the reason that related to the war between him and Khaos.

Dacre had been insisting for Nycta to write to her father, asking about the troops that they promised him, but king Amidas didn’t reply to any Nycta’s letter.

"Why don’t you ask for negotiation?" Nycta suggested, she approached Dacre and held his hand. She could see blood on his palms from where his nails dug too deep into his flesh, because he balled his fists too tight. "Invite the alpha to come and you can discuss about this matter. Both of you are still brother, right?"

No. Dacre didn’t think Khaos as his brother at all after he learned who he was. He needed someone to tell him what to do at time like this, because usually, it would Khaos, who would deal with the stressful situation and he would sit back to relish in the victory that Khaos had brought to him.

In retrospect, Dacre could see how Khaos made him rely on him heavily, to the point, he couldn’t think of a way out of a situation without any help.