Chapter 89 Overcoming Doubt

• The air was thick with smoke and the lingering scent of blood, the remnants of a battle fought too long. I could hear the distant cries of those still locked in the fray, but none of it mattered right now. Not the war, not the bloodshed, not even the throne that had been stolen from me so many years ago. It was all about the moment I stood in now, facing the man who had been my enemy for far too long—the man who had once been my king, my betrayer, my father’s murderer.
• But it was more than that. It was about me, about who I had become. About whether I could finally step into the power that had always been waiting inside me. The Red Lycan bloodline pulsed through me, a force that I had only begun to understand, but now—now I had no choice but to wield it. To embrace it.
• And yet…