Chapter 333: The realisation
Kyrell observed his mate’s face as she slept peacefully on his bed. He made sure to cover her with thick furs to keep her warm while keeping the fireplace running. The weather was on the warmer side, with a cozy evening approaching, but Kyrell didn’t want to risk his mate falling ill when she was pregnant.
That made him think about all that she had to endure while she was in her most vulnerable state. He once again couldn’t help but think about Alice. He should have killed her by his own hands. Kyrell knew that it was wrong of him to think about harming a Female, but he couldn’t stop his thoughts from going that way. Alice had almost ruined his life and for what? For a crime, he didn’t even commit.
His late friend Noel was killed by the former Eagle King’s father. That had nothing to do with Kyrell. In the past, maybe he would have blamed himself for everything and died thinking it was his fault but not anymore. Kyrell now refused to take the blame for things he did not do.
Noel’s death still hurt him but that was not his doing. And Kyrell already made sure to avenge his friend by ripping apart his killer limb by limb. That was the only justice he could do, and he did just that even when that went against everything he was conditioned to believe from his childhood. Kyrell was no less but a brainwashed slave under the late Eagle King’s thumb. He was taught that the former was his master, his god, and weirdly enough a father that cared about him.
For his younger self, any kind of attention was a good one. It didn’t matter if it destroyed him internally. He didn’t mind even when he was dragged away and drained of his powers. He was ready to do anything necessary to keep the little attention he got from his so-called father.
"You saved me" a heartfelt whisper fell out of his lips as he lovingly gazed at his mate’s face. Soon, that gaze traveled down and landed on her blanket-covered chest. After all, that was where his mark lay. His mating mark was the nearest one to her heart. Males of every tribe and kind could only dream about something like this happening in their lifetime but Kyrell got this? The one who was constantly called unlucky due to his lack of parents and coloring was this lucky? The phenomenon that occurs only once a century came true for him?
Kyrell felt like his life was fulfilled. Even if he died right this moment, he had no regrets, for he had everything a beastman could have. A serene smile formed on his face and he bent down to kiss his mate’s forehead. His face hovered above hers as he took in his beautiful female’s image. He embedded it in his mind to never forget. Her long lashes fluttered like butterfly wings with every wind that passed, and her soft brows and pink lips. He took in every detail like he was desperate, and on the other side, his mate slept peacefully without a care in the world.
He wanted her to stay like this always. With peace and serenity. Kyrell vowed that he would make it possible for her to always remain happy and content. Always. He would never let people like Alice enter his mate’s life again. Never again. He made a silent oath to himself before standing up from the bed and dressing himself in a robe.
With a final kiss on his mate’s cheek, he left his chambers in hopes of finding something for her to eat once she woke up. He knew she had worked hard earlier by holding on to him while he took her. Remembering that made him instantly hot and bothered but he pushed himself and somewhat took control of his urges before entering the kitchen area. Unlike the Rose castle, here in the Lion tribe, there were workers in every corner. Servants specializing in cooking delicacies were available for the royalty at beck and call.
"Majesty!" The worker bowed respectfully as soon as he stepped inside the cooking area.
Kyrell looked around the place before his eyes fell on the recent hunt. The meat looked fresh to be made into something delicious.