Chapter 624

Chapter 124 : Pain of the Aftermath

*Oliver*

Xander was a f*****g mess in every way.

He was just staring at me as he sat on the cot, his eyes narrowed on my face as I did my best to explain what had happened, what I’d done, and why.

I could barely form the words. He wasn’t the only one who had lost their mate. He wasn’t the only one who’d lived, while the other part of their soul was left behind in a realm that no longer existed.

I hadn’t had a choice. It was Lena’s life or the lives of many… hundreds of thousands of lives, to be exact.

I knew in my soul that Lena would’ve wanted it this way. She made that decision for herself the moment she gripped that pale yellow stone in her hands and whispered beneath her breath to spare Xander’s life in place of her own.

I had been furious. I leaped for her but crashed into the blood-soaked ground in King Nikolas’s castle, and Lena had been gone.

It was Narcissa who whispered frantically in my ear, her long silver fingers wrapping around my upper arm. “We need to go, wolf prince. You are the one to end this.”

Me. It was going to have to be me.

A single whisper from Narcissa swept our group from the castle to the entrance of the portal in a split second. All around us the Death Walkers, those gray and molting vampires, turned to ash and dust. Their king’s death had spurred a massive die-off in that realm, but I didn’t have a moment to ponder the significance of it, not at the time.

I felt her then, my mate. It was a desperate tug on the weak bond I’d felt in my heart my entire life. I hadn’t even had a chance to lay eyes on her. I hadn’t spoken a single word to her. Until that point, her existence was just a fleeting hope in my heart. I had hoped, wished, that one day we’d meet. Maybe after the war, or even during.

She was still there, in that realm of blood.

Save one, or many?

as I looked up at Xander,

the rest of the warriors Lena and I brought through the portal brought you back to our realm. I watched them pass through. Queen Kiern was forced by Narcissa to cross over as well, and she did, tearfully, begging

Penny?” he asked, and I nodded, tilting my head to the side

royal guards, by the looks of it.

“Why did you wait?”

tears left to cry. My body and mind were numb, emotionless; there was nothing back darkness left. Maybe it would always be like this now. Maybe that

shifted his weight, flexing his hands

would always be conflict between the two realms. New kings would rise, new threats would make themselves known. More would die, as they were dying now, in Breles.

“You were going to–”

going to stay, and close the portal from the… I was

He continued to stare, his face void of expression but darkening around

to follow her. “It’s over. It’s done. When you close that portal, my father will destroy it all. I made him a deal. I said I would get my people out before he

I refused. The beautiful, terrifying woman in front of me pleaded with me, begging me at one point on her knees. A Goddess

she’d continued. “Your rule will be nothing but peace and joy for all

had replied, growing furious at her bribery, “if I have

cannot suffer another loss,”

had struck a chord with me. I thought of my mother, my father… my brothers. Will would likely not even care, no tears

and Hanna had lost

notion that it needed to be me to break the news, to tell them

time as I looked over my shoulder into the realm of the vampires, and then I

warriors were doing their best to defend the

people she had loved. She’d never been their ruler. She’d been a

realm of blood, why not here? Was it because the portal was still open? Was it that the last remnants of the magic

I watched Narcissa run toward Crimson Creek, her silver dress billowing out

was embraced in crushing grief. We had years of rebuilding and recovery in front of us. We’d have countless dead to bury, countless children to care for

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