"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?

"I'm coming in whether you like it or not," the voice insisted, and Agust shrugged.


"Whatever floats your boat, So Hee," Agust said as he floated in and out of consciousness. He wasn't sure he had anything to say to his best friend because right now, he needed So Hee more than he ever thought possible.


"Xiao Xiao…" Agust heard and he could have sworn he was a little too fucked up to be thinking of the one person who he was sure hated the hell out of him. Agust missed Jiminie so much that it hurt to even think of Jiminie. 


He had wanted to go to Kiyoto more than once, and frankly, even at this moment, it was tempting to get up and go take his erasthai. But he had also thought of the consequences of that. 


Chapter 47 - Denial, A King’s Greatest Fear