Mated To My Best Friend's Lycan Alpha Brothers novel Chapter 85

Chapter 85: Painful Grunts of A Broken Wolf

(Author’s POV)

Brave slashed Damien’s throat in one move, cutting his wind pipe. Damien clutched his larynx, struggling to breathe heavily. The lack of oxygen turned his face red with suffocation. The crimson liquid seeped from his throat like a flowing water tap as his mouth coughed up blood after blood. He landed on the ground with a smashing sound and in an instant and met his end, with his eyes still open. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

Brave who was exhausted and in excruciating pain, was huffing and puffing breathlessly. His injuries were still fresh and his body was full of tiny and big cuts. But he collected himself and didn’t fell in front of his enemy. The fight wasn’t over yet. He did not wanted the other rogue to get the opportunity to make a comeback and strike him. After all, Damien’s companion, the other rogue wolf named Victor Smith was still alive.

With a murderous glint in his eyes and dark red blood painting his gaunt face, Brave was staring right at Victor with a blank expression giving him a deadly stare. His gaze was sharp and menacing. He lick his burst lip and tasted his own blood.

The rainfall picked up again as the drops of water touched Brave’s face and dripped from it with an easing flow. Holding the silver dagger in his hand, he tilted his head in a semicircular motion, his bones crackled by the movement, the sound echoing through the air.

Victor was in utter disbelief and in a state of shock. He could not phantom the fact that his longtime partner, his friend was actually dead.

After all, Damien and Victor were no ordinary rogue wolves; they both were the commander in chief’s deputies, the Rogue King’s most trusted subordinate and one of the strong wolves from the rogue clan. They have had gone and completed countless missions together, more dangerous than this one.

But an injured and almost lifeless Lycan prince, who was also called a useless wolf in their community because he was striped off his heir throne, has killed a tough and robust guy like Damien Presto.

Victor was beyond speechless as he shivered uncontrollably in fear, ’I have to get out of here’, this was the first thought that came to his mind. So, he ran for his life with all his might, never looking back. But he left few final words for Brave, "Brave Everests, this isn’t over yet. You might have won today but you and your entire family will pay for your sins very soon. Mind you, I will avenge my families and friend’s death."

Brave didn’t move even an inch from his place as he stood erect, his eyes never leaving the scaredy looking Victor who soon disappeared from his sight. After making sure that no one was in there, he collapsed on the ground, his entire being screaming in gruesome pain and agony.

With heavy breathing, he composed himself still clutching onto the silver dagger in his hand tightly. ’I have to take Nora and Myra to the mansion. It is still not safe here. There could be more wolves lurking here. I have to make sure they are safe and sound’ he muttered to himself. His only concern was to take his sister and Myra to a safe place. So enduring immense pain, he tried to get up, but due to the lack of strength he couldn’t.

He struggled for quite a few minutes and somehow after multiple failed attempts Brave managed to get on his feet. As he started walking, he staggered eventually; his feet were not cooperating with him and were not in sync. He wobbled his way towards the girls. The wet mud sticking to his shoes, making a trail and the blood from his body dropped on the ground. With every step that he took, a painful grunt escaped from his inner being.

As he entered the place where the boundary of the barrier was setup, he gripped the silver dagger firmly and entered in it while limping.

This was the moment when Nora was confessing her identity to Myra, "I have to tell you something of extreme importance. I have been meaning to tell you, Myra, my long kept secret~"

The sudden voice of Brave’s grunting reached Nora and Myra’s ears, alerting them, their focus shifted completely.

Myra with a horrifying look on her face asked, "Wh~, what, what was that? Did you hear it too? Was that an animal, Nor?" she was scared to the core.

Aura, Nora’s wolf, warned her, ’this is definitely a wolf’s growling.’ Hearing Aura’s words, Nora whiffed the damp air; the sudden smell of blood hit Nora’s nostrils and the painful cry hit them again.

She called her brothers, ’Brothers, we have a problem. Rush fast.’

The chilling sound of Brave’s painful grunts filled the air. Myra was scared shitless but her first priority was to take Nora to a safe place. She shielded her friend with her small body, "We have to get out of here. It is not safe here anymore. Whatever you have to tell me, I’ll listen to you. But we have to go back to your place, RIGHT NOW." She held Nora’s hand and started running back towards the wooden gate with which they entered earlier, but it was latched tightly.

Brave’s blood drenched figure came to her vision and her relieved expression turned into a horrifying one. She was jolted as she looked at Brave’s condition.

Brave was all soaked up in rain, his hair were damp and his bloody face was scary. His white shirt which was dyed red now by his blood, made Nora gulp in horror. The claw marks on his chest were visible, blood still oozing from it profusely. His hand was also injured and there were several tiny cuts on his arm and chest area.

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