Chapter 77


    Chapter 77 Avnche


    Brigit was clutching Aspen’s body, tears streaming down her beautiful face. Their love story that never


    happened shed before her eyes. What would they be doing now if everything was different, if she


    didn’t reject him when they met? Would they be happy, celebrating Kai and Savvy’s wedding? Or it


    could be time for their own mating ceremony. How would his mark look on her neck? And would he


    allow her to w his flesh to mark him in return? She felt like he would. He used to love her so much…


    His love could warm her heart now if she hadn’t ruined everything.


    Aspen was what she had always dreamt of, her perfect mate, the wless man of her dreams, but


    they… they never happened. And now they never would.


    Luckily, Brigit knew just the person to me.


    If Bjorn’s greed and ego didn’te into y, if he was not controlled by his obsession with the woman


    who did not want him in the first ce, this war wouldn’t have happened. And yes, Brigit knew that


    Joran yed his part too, but Bjorn was the one who had controlled her life since the first time they


    met. He was the one who forced her to reject Aspen when there was no need for this. And “because of


    his threats, she couldn’t ept her mate in the first ce.


    He was the one she was going to kill today, and she was going to enjoy it. Luckily, she knew just the


    way… She’de prepared.


    Her bears were still defending her in a circle, and Brigit leaned down to kiss the wolf in her arms one


    last time. It wasn’t enough. Those rare moments they shared would never be enough. She would regret


    this loss forever, unable to recover.


    “This life or any other I ever get, I will only love you, my mate that never happened,” she whispered as


    her salty tears rolled down to his deadly wounds.


    She carefully ced him on the ground, brushing her fingers over his soft red fur and wiped her face


    with hands covered in his blood, knowing that it would be smudged over her skin. Brigit did not care,


    though. In fact, she did not mind This would remind her of why she was doing this.


    In less than a second, she shifted into her bear form and ran into the epicentre of the battle, followed by


    her warriors.


    Savannah watched the love of her life being thrown over the sharp, deadly cliffs of the Northern


    Mountain chain. Her breathing hitched, and it seemed that life itself stopped because this couldn’t be


    happening. The whole world around her froze.


    She’d already lost him once. She couldn’t go through this again. She would go mad. One person


    couldn’t possibly endure this much pain. Her heart wouldn’t be able to bear this..


    Savvy wanted to jump right after him, and only the thought that she was carrying Kai’s baby in her belly


    stopped her from doing this. Her North Star mark ached, and this brought tears to her eyes. If Kai did


    not survive now, she did not want to live either. He was the only one who could make her happy. He


    was her mate, her love, her husband, her better half and also the worse one at the same time. They


    went through so much, fought so hard… This couldn’t be it for them.


    “Kail” her scream pierced the air above the mountains and down to the battlefield.


    Joran still wasn’t satisfied. Some bird tried to catch the lycan while he was falling, and it infuriated him


    so much that he sent a wave of fire down its way. How annoying were these little specks of mortal


    dust? His brother’s Champion had to die. It was only fair for interfering in his matters and for resisting


    after all this time. After all, Fenrir had to know better.


    But somehow, it didn’t feel like it was enough. The punishment had to be bigger, harsher, more cruel.


    His brother, who swore not to meddle in his business, just defied everything. Again. And now Joran had


    to give him a proper response. His eyes fell on the Princess, who now called herself a Queen without


    his permission. The one who did not take his generous offer. The one who rejected his Champion


    despite how hard it was for him to get this bond for the two of them.


    Now that he looked at her better, he saw something else. Something he couldn’t ignore. The mark on


    her neck was glowing like starlight while she screamed in agony, but that glow had something else in it.


    Something he did not expect to see.


    The Seer’s words came to his mind. You aren’t getting that firstborn.


    Because someone else had already imed it!


    Fenrir. His brother had alreadyid im to the child in that woman’s womb.


    This was thest straw for Joran, and he charged at Savannah, ready to reunite her with her beloved.


    guy? So be it!


    She wanted to be with that


    Bjorn wanted to gloat or to feel happy, at least. His rival was now gone, thrown away to suffer a


    miserable death unworthy of legends. His woman was so close he could practically taste her delicious


    bluebell scent. All that was left was to grab her and get her home, but he couldn’t move.


    Savannah’s face contorted from the pain she felt, and the sound that left her chest was so… broken.


    She was broken. His beautiful Princess was crushed, and he wondered how many times one person


    could be destroyed and be rebuilt again.


    The White Bear King tried to push these thoughts away. He had been through a lot too, and he was


    fine! Their mate bond would heal them both. They were meant to be, and this was it. He knew that


    Savannah belonged to him from the moment he saw her. He worked so hard to get her, and he couldn’t


    question all that now… But why did his heart clench so painfully when he looked at her grief-stricken


    face now? He’s seen her broken many times and it had never had this effect.


    Their eyes locked, and he knew that all she desired now was to kill him. He wanted to lie to himself


    again so badly and persuade himself that this was temporary. That she would cry it out and get back to


    her senses, that he would fill this void that was forming in her soul now. Just a few seconds passed, but


    suddenly, he knew the truth. They would never be together. Even if their bond would snap in its ce


    now, she would still hate him forever. Until the day she died.


    He couldn’t have her no matter what he did.


    He could burn the world for her, he could wage and win thousands of wars, but Savannah would never


    want him as her man. She would never feel the way he felt. He knew that now.


    Her hand was resting on her belly, and he instantly realised that he was toote. He’d been toote all


    this time… She had already created a family without him. She was already happy without him.


    And he had just helped to ruin it all.


    He had nothing to give to her to rece that.


    Darius sensed a familiar energy and lifted his eyes to the sky to see his mentor flying towards them. It


    was rare to see him in this form. Let alone for so long, but the speed with which Joran charged at them


    told him that he was angrier than ever. The deity was radiating with rage.


    And there could be only one person on the top of that mountain on whom he could loose his rage.


    Savannah…


    He had less than a second to think of what to do. It was barely even a moment… But Bjorn jumped in


    front of her and pushed his mate out of his way into a pile of snow before Joran’s enormous ws


    clutched around him instead of her in his deadly grip.


    Their eyes met, and he saw the shock in hers. Savannah had not understood the extent of what he felt


    for her. She never knew, never believed him. All the words he told her, all the effort from his side – she


    never took it for what it really was, and that knowledge pained him as the Serpent took off back into the


    sky with the wrong victim in his ws.


    At least he’d given her a chance to survive now. It made him a little bit happier, knowing that she would


    walk the earth thanks to him.


    His mate was getting smaller and smaller until she was just a tiny dot on the white snow that covered


    the mountaintop. Bjorn closed his eyes, and a single tear forced its way down his chin against all odds.


    Maybe she would know now… Maybe… just maybe, she would know that everything he did was out of


    love for her. The sick, twisted, overwhelming love that would never fade in his heart. He would have


    given her the stars if she’d only let him… Perhaps, they weren’t meant to be after all, but even now, he


    had no regrets. He tried to give them a chance, and it was worth it….


    Joran was furious. What was this boy thinking? Why did everyone under his control defy him today?


    He’d invested so much in this. bear cub! He’d spent years training and shaping him to be a


    perfect champion, to serve his agenda and rule over the Moonrise Kingdom they tried to restore. And


    he was throwing all this away for a woman? He knew that Darius was obsessed with his mate, but was


    she even worth it, considering how many times she’d rejected him? She now had another man’s baby


    in her womb and wore his brother’s divine protection. Savannah Stormhold Fiongh, or whatever she


    was called now, was a lost cause not worth their time. Joran made his intentions clear, but Darius


    fought him on that.


    This infuriated him even more. The bear would survive the fall, but he had to learn his lesson and never


    oppose him like that. He could get him another mate if it was so important to him, but respect and


    obedience were of utmost importance. Joran had already forgiven his disciple too many times for his


    behaviour.


    So, to remind him of who was in charge here, Joran loosened his ws and let Bjorn fall down into the


    depth of the snow covered mountains. He would survive, of course, thanks to his blessing, but the cub


    would have to think twice about crossing him again.


    The dragon deity watched his Champion’s descent. Tomorrow would be a new day, and they would talk


    again. They would work on the mistakes that were made today and find a solution. They always did.


    He wanted to burn the whole battlefield to the ground seeing how his champions were losing the battle


    one by one. Disappointed…. He was so disappointed with each and every one of them. Not worthy, not


    strong enough. They would have crushed the enemy in a minute or two if they were like his dragonfly.


    Joran knew that he had to find her, and then everything would return to normal. This was a setback, but


    he would work on a better n next time. For now, he had to find her and make her regret betraying


    him. He broke her once. He could do that again.


    However, he couldn’t leave without a little surprise. He’d bury them all here as a punishment for their


    resistance and failure.


    When Gideon saw the dragon flying in the direction of the Northern Castle, he knew that Riannon had


    tricked him. It was too easy to make her stay behind this time, and he naively thought that it was


    because of her pregnancy when, in reality, she simply had more important things to do. She must have


    known that she would meet the dragon and nned ordingly.


    He broke into a sprint, worried sick and leaving the battlefield at a crucial moment to go to her, but her


    calm voice in his mind stopped him.


    “I am fine, my love,” Ria assured him. “It was quick, and he is already gone. I am fine, and no one got


    hurt.””


    “Oh, someone will get hurt right after that baby is out of you, Riannon!” he warned her.


    “I am so scared!” she taunted him with a chuckle, shifting his state of mind into apletely different


    one. His Queen yed him like a fiddle, but he didn’t really mind. As long as she was safe and they


    were together, he could take it all.


    “What were you thinking?!” he snarled, not wishing to let her off so easy.


    “I got what I wanted,” she replied. “The answer to everything. Or at least I think so.”


    “Ria, was it even worth it?” The Western Lycan King gritted his teeth.


    “I’ll guess we’ll know soon enough “she sighed.” Get back there, Gideon. Savvy needs you more now


    than ever. Take care of her.”


    “Stay where you are!” Gideon growled, hoping that maybe for once this stubborn woman would do as


    she was told. And then, remembering that Riannon Stormhold did not take orders, he added, “Please,


    Ria. I beg you.”


    “I’ll stay here until it’s over and I am needed again. Now go, Gideon. You have to be there now.”


    He knew better than to ignore his wife’s words. She knew things. She always knew everything before


    everyone else, so he started looking for his little sister since Ria had mentioned her name.


    When a wave of power hit them, he saw Reid changing before his eyes, but instantly felt that his Beta


    would be all right. The change was for the better.


    However, he still couldn’t find his sister. The Luna Squad was still fighting, but she wasn’t there


    anymore.


    Finally, he noticed Amarok sprinting to the top of the mountain, and he knew this was where Savvy


    would be. Those two were inseparable.


    However, when he reached the top using his Royal Lycan form, he only found Savannah, unable to


    speak, and the damned dragon flying away with what looked like a man in his ws.


    “Savvy!” he shifted back into his human form and grasped his sister’s shoulders, turning her to look at


    him, but she still stared somewhere at the mountains and pieces of a horrible picture puzzle began to


    click together in his head. “Where is Kai?” he asked, and Savvy’s body shuddered at the mention of his


    name. This couldn’t mean anything good.


    He stared at the dragon flying in circles in the sky, his serpentine body had to do that to defy gravity. As


    soon as he dropped the man he was holding, Gideon knew that it was Bjorn and not the Northern


    Lycan King.


    “I need to find him!” Savannah muttered to herself as if she wasn’t there with him. He could tell that she


    was shaken by deep shock, the raw emotions were still on her face.


    “I need to get you back to the castle,” Gideon said cautiously, still watching the deity that seemed to fly


    back at them at high speed. “Come quickly, Sav.”


    “No!” She resisted the moment he pulled her hand, wishing to stay.


    The dragon was already so close that they could not escape his wrath. Gideon grabbed his sister


    forcefully, unable to count on hering back to her senses in time. He jumped to a lower ledge of the


    mountain, keeping her close. Savvy did not make it easy for him as she struggled against his grip.


    However, Gideon knew that protecting her now was more important than anything.


    His worst fear came true when the dragon mmed his long tail against the mountaintop, causing it to


    shake. The Lycan King could feel the vibration, the snow started to move, and he knew he had just a


    fraction of a moment to hide. He shifted into his Royal Lycan form and made a leap with Savvy in one


    of his hands while grasping the ice rocks with another not to slip all the way down to their death. He


    was aiming for the cave where Savannah’s warriors fought, and luckily, he managed to reach it just in


    time.


    “Inside!” he roared to the warriors still left there, and all of them obeyed his Alphamand fast. Even


    the white bears listened to his order, and he did not find it in himself to push them away. Every shifter


    felt that they had seconds to do what they were told or be wiped away by an avnche going down the


    sharp cliffs as an unstoppable force.


    With no time to spare, Gideon threw Savvy inside, closing the entrance with the rock used as a door.


    The light that went through the little cracks was gone the moment it was done, and they all were


    drowned in the darkness, buried under piles and piles of snow.


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