Chapter 267: (267): Velator (4)

Tristan and Wilmore went out and Lord James took his seat beside the window. He was wearing a thoughtful face that bothered the king.

"Why do you have a human woman in your court, King William?"

"Alliance!"

"Not a good excuse! Your people would never accept a human and accepting a hybrid is not even in their dish."

"I understand your concerns about Elizabeth but I think I had assured you. If I can't have the woman I want then I'm a useless king."

"Then why do your people let princess Anita be your wife?"

"I wanted to send her away but she begged, Because she is barren do you really think that my people would accept her if she could give birth to any child?" William paused, Elizabeth also had a good point, that Queen Zavika wanted to accept her and it could make all faeries do so.

"Queen Zavika wants her, if I have to ask her, then I will."

It was like putting steel on his own neck but for her, he would do this.

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Early in the morning, before sunrise...

It was pretty tough to trust vampires but Wilmore let it alone for now, but couldn't snatch his eyes off them. Going to the security cabin of the station, he drummed his fingers on the desk.

The man bowed for him, "how can I help your highness?"

"Did you receive any letter from Bolingtone?"

"Yes, it is for sir. Ryan James."

"Who sent it?"

"Lady Luna James."

When the guard disclosed that, Wilmore closed his eyes, a cluster of pain spiked his spine.

"What?" He curled his fingers to control himself.

The guard distressed, he stammered, "Lady... Luna... James."

Swallowing the fury, he extended his hand, "give me the letter!"

The guard wasn't daring to refuse that desire so he opened the cache and handed the letter to the crown prince.

It was twilight and in a few hours, the Bead leader was going to leave. He found a corner, from there, he saw Frank Foley who came out and stretched his hands and body, going to practice with his flames.

Hastily, he unfolded the paper and the vessel on his neck bulged, his eyes flashed a light and he crumpled the paper, and gritted his teeth.

"Do you dislike me after all?" He breathed out between his teeth, the paper frizzed, turned to ice, and exploded, sprinkled down. He had confessed to his love, and instead, she avenged. He shouldn't have trusted her this fast.

Dragging his strides to the guard, he saw the man who flinched.

"From now on, if you receive any letter from Lady Luna, you will bring it to me with no pause otherwise, I will chew your neck with my teeth."

His aura was heavy and warning therefore the man only afforded a node.

Leaving the place, he called for Rave!

"Wake everyone up, we will go to devil's den and this mission must be done soon."

William heard him and turned back, he was praising Frank for his hard attempt to make more flames.

"Why are you rushing?"

"Why are you wasting time? Have you earned any benefits from it?"

William smirked, this cold demon was itching and he would gladly do that favor for him. He neared him, his eyes stole a glance from others who gathered, faes, humans, and Tristan who eagerly joined to watch the quarrel.

Their eyes met, two royal men, one a human werewolf with the power of an ice Lycan and the other one a faerie werewolf, born with the power of white flames.

"You are so proud! The wolf king!"

"And I hate you, mean rude mortals."

William bounced back with a jump and formed into his black wolf. 

His eyes were glowing like the sun, humans jolted back, and even Captain Dorian who was tending to stop them stiffened.

"What are they up to do?" Rave growled beside his father.

"Let them fight, men like them only can solve the issues this way."

His father's hand rested on his shoulder. Winston emerged beside him, "are you knight McCain?"

"Hm, and I see you carry my ax."

Winston peeked at his ax and nodded, "I'm honored with it."

"Let us see." The butcher meaningfully smirked, seemed this fight finally broke the ice between these folk.

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Wilmore tilted his head, he bore everything. If Luna simply passed him away then he had no reason to be like this, he let the Lycan come out. He couldn't conceal it any longer. Giving a straight jump on the king his figure changed, this demon inside him was no longer a secret. Let them all see, who would dare to question him?

Huxley rushed out of the station and after him were Natasha and Eliot.

"What made him this angry?" Natasha snatched it from the first shot.

"Foolishness." Hux nagged and heaved out to the crowd, shouting, "stop it!"

Eliot was shocked, the prince revealed his secret, it wasn't hard, both of them had been living in the shadows and they were exhausted, it had drained the life out of them. While thinking about it, he caught the eyes on him, "stop staring at me, I have enough reason to kill you and avenge what your mother did to me."

His eyes drifted on Tristan but he was wearing a pestering smirk instead.

The King of Abyss did not dodge as it was a shame to escape the rival. He let Wilmore come and their paws rounded around each other, twisting around each other's neck, the black wolf picked Wilmore and tossed him away but the white wolf managed to slip on the muddy ground, making the audience step backward. He ignored Huxley's cries.

William looked at the scratch on his arm this naughty beast had caused. Baring his teeth on him, he cursed. At the very moment Wilmore had flourished with courage but now what the king could sniff was fury, suppressed emotions, it meant someone poked his heart.

Flooding ahead, the king of The Abyss and the crown prince of Velator dangled again, whacking, and hitting each other to the death. Sweet and blood washed down as the sky roared and poured.

"Why are they doing this?" Nicolas asked Natasha.

"I don't know, something is wrong and now all people know what he is."

She frowned.

Ryan came out of the station with his spouse and approached his father who was far from the crowd.

"Father! Who is that white wolf?" As he asked that, a pair of icy silver-gray eyes traveled, pierced on him, "Wilmore?"

He murmured.

Wilmore retreated and paused the next attack on king William. His eyes froze on Ryan James. That bastard of his sister said that he had no affairs with Luna but why should she write down a Love confession for him?

"Ryan, go inside!" The Lord grasped that look and was aware of the hatred between Livia and Wilmore so he didn't want this rage to cause his son to simmer in this fire.

Saya grabbed his sleeve and persuaded Ryan to step back but he didn't, instead, he walked forward.

"Any problem your highness? Let's solve it like humans, not animals."

He blurted and made his father shake his head, "it is fine, father. Let me go over it alone."

The crowd opened the path and the gasping wolf's figure changed to a half-nude human covered by bleeding scratches and fangs mark.

William shifted his shape and returned to Sam and Holcane who were taking the young angry human magicians.

"Let me burn that rude;" Frank shouted.

"Calm down kid. I could kill him but I didn't."

"Well, uncle! What's your problem?"

Asked Ryan, his shirt drenched by the rain.

"Your heart! Nephew." 

The murmurs rose, and at the same time, the two young men raided for each other throwing punches. Blood gushing out of their mouths.

"I thought we talked about it."

"Really, but unfortunately, I sense hidden affair."

"I don't get you!" Ryan shook his head, gasped.

Fury had drained Wilmore's stamina but when he recalled the words, he couldn't help his exploding rage and caught Ryan, knocking him to the ground, he put his knee on his chest and began to beat him.

Saya rushed to Ryan, her heart couldn't accept this at all. The fact that she just realized about her husband was heartbreaking but she couldn't let him go, not now that she was melted into him. She had to let him explain for not revealing that he was Livia's son.

Eliot flashed ahead and grabbed Wilmore, dragging him back. 

"Stop!" His eyes were red, his fangs grew.

"Eliot!" Wilmore uttered his name, seeing the young man's appearance.

"You should not kill him."

Eliot shouted. What was wrong with this boy?

"We didn't come all this way to lose those we love."

Those we love? Yes, he loved Luna and this made it worse, if she didn't want him, now she would hate him for hurting Ryan. 

Eliot stood up, noticing the dropped mouths and the round eyes on him.

"In Phola, when vampires attacked us, mother of vampires bit me. I should have died because my blood wasn't capable of vampires bite but King William saved me. He was yet a prince but he saved me, despite knowing that I am a human. I am loyal to him and I will be."

He looked at Wilmore who now was on his sanity, "and I am also loyal to you. You should stop this enmity. If not, our cons will sit back and would watch us killing each other and the hell that we go, it will be played with the sound of their laughter."

Lord James neared them, helping his daughter-in-law. He took them out without looking at King William and Wilmore. He wasn't angry, nor was ashamed, but hoped that the poured blood could calm these lads with bloated heads.. He had the same era and at that time he had made the decisions that he thought were right.

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