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

cross over as well, and she did, tearfully, begging Narcissa for more time. I don’t know how long we stood there as the last of the lower vampires crossed that portal, running for

I nodded, tilting my head to the side as I let go of a

a few lower vampire males I didn’t know–guards, royal guards, by the looks of it. They crossed through,

“Why did you wait?”

had no tears left to cry. My body and mind were numb, emotionless; there was nothing back darkness left. Maybe it would always be

his weight, flexing his hands

in my own realm. She said there would always be conflict between

“You were going to–”

portal from the… I was going to

said nothing in response. He continued to stare, his face void

my father will destroy it all. I made him a deal. I

begging me at one point on her knees. A Goddess in her own right, on her knees in

will be a great king one day,” she’d continued. “Your rule will be nothing but peace

furious at her bribery, “if I have no mate to rule beside…. And

suffer another loss,”

with me. I thought of my mother, my father… my brothers. Will would likely

Hanna had lost their only daughter–their

my feet moving toward that portal was the notion that it needed to be me to break the news, to tell them the truth about what Lena had done, for all of us, and what

time as I looked over my shoulder into the realm

the refugee camps and our warriors were doing their best to defend the lower vampires who had crossed to seek

and suffering of the people she had loved. She’d never been their ruler. She’d been a god to them, a

their realm. The guards and beasts had died along with their king in the realm of blood, why not here? Was it because the portal was still open? Was it that the last remnants of the magic that bound them to the king wasn’t able to cross over the

dress billowing out behind her. Warriors stood in shock as she passed, their weapons

We’d have countless dead to bury, countless children to care for who would be growing up without

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