"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 sharing the same blood as that of his father— a werewolf alpha who ruined him and left him consumed by hatred. Like a mad king, Agust waged relentless wars to drive them into hiding. Until he met Park.
 
Ruler of Kiyoto, the last standing werewolf pack, Alpha Park was everything Agust despised yet could not ignore; fearless, defiant, powerful, and unforgiving, with a deep hatred for the Lycan king. So much so that when he learned they were mates, Park rejected Agust on the very day they met.

And Agust… took it as a challenge.

But when his Lycan army attacked Kiyoto without his approval, Agust burned them all, triggering a revolution. In the middle of that revolution, an enemy with a familiar face arose, threatening everything Agust held dear.
 
Even then, the only thing Agust cared for was the one man who made him weak in the knees.

Alpha Park. 
Would Agust win both wars?

So, when he reached the Ming residence and found activity there, a sigh of relief left him. 


His brother was not going after Jiminie's people anymore. It was a relief that didn't last as long because Agust knew what that meant. 


He had come from the palace and ran to this place because he needed to think. He needed to figure out what he would do with Agust's adamance, and that pissed him off. 


The king was on the verge of losing his Erasthai because of his brother's obsession, and that was not something that Agust took lightly. This was more than just personal for him.


Simply began trashing bodies like they were nothing.


Chapter 190 - Welcome Home, Little Brother