"Forgive me, my soul," he said, knowing it was probably the last time he would see the love of his life.
***

Simply put, King Agust was the devil in plain clothes.

A raging lycan with an unwavering desire to wipe out werewolves, he was the ultimate danger to a race whose only mistake, was bearing the same blood as that of his father.

Broken and damaged by his father, a werewolf alpha, Agust hated wolves with all he had and didn't have. To him, they were pathetic beings that needed to be snuffed out, and like a mad king, he made their lives so difficult the only option the wolves had left, was to hide.

So when he met Park, one of the strongest werewolf alphas, who didn't take shit from no one, hated him, and who was determined to protect the werewolf race, Agust knew he found his match.

What he didn't expect, was for the alpha who hated him so much, to be his mate, and reject him on the same day they met.

As if that wasn't bad enough, when his lycans attacked Park's pack, Agust sentenced them to mass murder, an action that triggered a revolution.

But strangely, the only thing Agust cared for, was the one man who made him weak in the knees. 

Alpha Park.

Would Agust win both wars?

Staring at Jiminie, Lee Tang knew that this wasn't going to be easy. He would be selfish if he asked that of the broken Alpha, but it didn't make life any easier for the man who had had everything taken from him. 


There was so much raw anger and pain in the air that Lee Tang felt suffocated. However, none of that would ever compare to the pain that Jiminie had gone through. It was like the man had to wait time out and hope to the deities that everything else that any of them held dear would be fine. 


Then again, there was no telling when and how. Loss was something that Jiminie had been forced to deal with for the longest time, and staring at Lee Tang right now it was damn hard to accept the fact that all of this was just the same still. It was breaking him.


Chapter 44 - He Wouldn't Hurt Me