Chapter 103: The Blood Throne
Killian’s POV
“The King has entered the palace!”
The voice of the royal advisor echoed throughout the grand halls. The wolves present scattered, swiftly moving into their positions to clear the path for their king. I walked forward, flanked by my four formidable warriors. Every head bowed in reverence. As I stepped into the hall, an invisible pressure filled the air. The wolves loyal to the kingdom stood rigid, tension coiling around their throats like a noose. No one dared to breathe too loudly in my presence. They obediently refrained from any reckless behavior that might provoke my ire.
“Royal Advisor. Has the core family arrived?” I inquired.
The man hurried toward me, stumbling slightly before bowing at a precise forty–degree angle.
“As expected, Your Majesty. However, Lord Irwin appears to be running late,” he stammered.
“Hmph. Forget about that spineless creature.”
I strode toward the center of the hall, ascending the steps leading to the grand throne. My gaze never wavered from the figure before me, my Beta, my most trusted confidant. I never imagined this moment would come. If I had a heart, perhaps I would feel sorrow. Instead, all I felt was anger, tinged with a trace of disappointment at his decision.
Leonidas knelt before me, his shoulders squared, his expression as calm as the ocean. There was not a flicker of hesitation or regret in his demeanor. And that enraged me more than his betrayal of duty. I sat upon my throne, my piercing gaze fixed upon him like the Grim Reaper, ready to claim his soul.
“Beta Leonidas.”
The name slipped from my tongue like a sword being slowly unsheathed. “You stand before me, stripped of your rank, your title, and your place in my kingdom.”
He did not flinch. I leaned forward, my fingers curling over the armrests of my throne. “You abandoned centuries of loyalty, your position as the royal Beta for what? A peaceful life?”
I let out a mocking laugh. “Tell me, Leonidas, do you truly believe that peace exists for creatures like us?”
At last, his dark eyes met my crimson gaze. Boldly, he threw me a confident smile. My blood boiled.
“I no longer wish to live in your shadow. I’ve come to realize that I have lost myself, Your Majesty.”
A wave of murmurs rippled through the grand hall. The spectators stood as tense as a drawn bowstring, as if dreading the wrath I would unleash upon fully grasping the underlying meaning behind my former Beta’s words. My jaw clenched, claws beginning to emerge from the tips of my fingers.
“You are nothing without my name behind you, Leonidas,” I sneered.
“It doesn’t matter, Your Majesty. I will accept that.”
“Even if you end up hunted by enemies lurking beyond these walls? You know your reputation, you were once my most beloved wolf in the art of destruction.”
Leonidas stood firm, unwavering in his choice. “I will accept whatever consequences come my way.”
My nostrils flared as I fought to contain the searing rage coiled within my ribs. I wished that this man would reconsider all his choices with the brain he was given. What a waste of my mercy, letting him live yesterday. I would ensure his days in exile were anything but peaceful. Every second, every minute, every hour–his existence would be shrouded in fear until he saw no other option but to crawl back to his King and beg for his place once more.
I eagerly awaited that moment.
“Then you leave with nothing.” My voice rang with authority, my chin lifted high. “You are banished, former Beta cast out from my palace, my kingdom, my sight.“.
And yet, he remained still, as if I had not just stripped him of everything he had ever known.
“Your choice is your virtue. It will be honored by your people,” he said.
He rose to his feet with the stance of a warrior. The hall watched in silence as he squared his shoulders, exuding the same strength and prowess that once made him my most trusted wolf. He gave me one final salute. Then, just as he turned to leave, he halted casting one last glance in my direction
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“One day, Killian, you will see that everything before you is but a mirage
My brow furrowed, hard as my heart. “Are you giving sermons now? You’ve been banished for less than five minutes, and you’re already preaching to me?”
Leonidas‘ lips curved into something that was not quite a smile vet not
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