King of Death

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"I want you to accept being a God." Her pleads were unsettling for my beast. Childeric didn't want to let Irma by herself. Now that she was marked, my wolf couldn't imagine how life without her would be.

Being a God would not only mean giving up on my mate, but it would also mean sacrificing everything I've ever tried so hard to achieve.

I was made out of mistake, of boredom. They played with nature and chose two animals for humans to be guided by. A white snake and a black wolf. They never believed the human body was going to resist the vicious side of the animals, so they started to make bets about which one of the twins were going to go rabid first. The one who had a white snake as demon, or the one with the black wolf. Most of them bet on the wolf, thinking that the snake was never going to be as vicious as the symbol of the wildness. They never had an interest in Louis. They've treated him as their equal.

Their bets were all in vain. The tailed beast did turn out to be their worst nightmare, but not in the way they've expected.

Since the day I was born, I knew I was invincible. There was nothing that could break me. When I was a pup, I never wanted to expand my kind. Knowing that I was the most powerful being, was only for me to know. My human side was hard to keep under control since Childeric was so restless, but we've learned to work with each other and not against one another. It took me years, decades, to live in union with the black wolf, but he never got to be vicious without by permission.

I've never wanted anything more than to live amongst humans in peace. I've never wanted us to be known as ferocious beasts. Even though, there was a time humans did nothing more than repulse me without limits, they were alone, with no one to protect them.

The day I've took over the human kind was the day my dream has died.

Thousands of years ago, I would have given away almost everything, to have the blessing to live among humans. All the battles I had for years, all the respect and the trust I've put in the human kind would've been in vain if I ever said yes to being a God.

"I don't want to play that game."

I've already had enough. Two realms were more than enough for me. I never dreamed of playing the God card. I've never wanted to truly rule, it was something that was given to me by Fate, even though I never asked. Even though I never believed I was truly fit to do so.

"We need you! I will take her from you. I will make sure she does not die, so you can never bring her back to you."

I could tell she was desperate. It was unusual for her to threaten someone. Things were not going well for her and I needed to know the reason why she was acting so careless. She knew it was impossible to take my mate from me. She knew I was going to find Irma, no matter where she would take her. She also knew how close me and my wolf were from killing her, since she threatened our new marked mate. Fate's threatening me was not her smartest move. Words were not needed anymore. Childeric could not handle the thought of losing the only one he loved. Our claws went straight into her white eyes, but that only made her laugh. She knew I could easily kill her, she knew I would pay the price of letting the universe crumble, as long as I have my mate by my side. There was nothing that mattered to me more. I didn't care about the consequences. About the soulmates that would not meet each other anymore, about the souls that would not die, about the lives that wouldn't be created, about the nothingness what will eventually surround us.

If she ever dies, Louis would take her place, since he was the next in line. For the first time in a very long time, Louis didn't sound such a bad option anymore. Even though my brother acted like he didn't desire power anymore, like he had enough, deep down Louis waited for his days of being a ruler again. If Fate dies, Louis would take her place without a second thought.