Forged in the Flames

Chapter 98

Forged In The Flames By Karima Sa’ad Usman

Chapter 98 A War For Revenge Part 1 (Nikolas POV)

Four days later, Piotr finally told me they would be heading for me in two days.

The number of warriors that Fredrick was bringing was impressive.

They did not plan to use weapons, but it seemed the odds were on their side.

Still, he implored me to be brave, and there was hope.

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I confirmed that Miles will be leading the Snow army. It was a shame that he would die a traitor to his kind and his parents. Fighting for the man that ruined his entire existence.

They were indeed coming through the land as Gabriel had predicted, so we decided to use the plan Gabriel had mapped out for us.

A day before departure, after meeting with my officers and the troops to go over our plans and positions, I told everyone to spend time with their loved ones.

Aliana went to see her father.

I wasn’t mad because I had the rest of the evening and the entire night with her before we started moving towards Riverdale.

I was sitting on my couch and thinking of our formation and strategy, wondering how many enemies we would face, hoping the moon would favour us when Aliana returned. She didn’t spend too long with her father. I was surprised.

I thought her face would be tear stricken, but I was wrong.

She was confident and determined.

In fact, I saw a tinge of optimism in her, and when she approached me on the couch, she did not sit beside me; instead, she straddled me, facing me.

“I hope you are not planning to go to battle without giving my fix of you and reminding yourself why you should come home in one piece?” she asked, and I chuckled.

She joined me and laughed.

I gently brushed her hair behind her ears and k*issed her.

I was breaking the k*iss when she held me in place and k*issed me fiercely as if I were air and she needed me to survive.

I wrapped my arms around her waist and k*issed her sweetly, drinking her in.

We k*issed for a while, and then she rested her forehead on mine.

“Tomorrow, you set out for war. You are not allowed to die, Nikolas,” She said, and I could hear the tinge of fear in her voice even though she tried to mask it.

“You are not allowed to lose,” she added, taking my h*and and placing it on her lower belly.

“We are counting on you, my love. Promise me you will come home in one piece. Promise me you will survive,” she asked, and I sighed.

“I promise you, my love. I promise I won’t throw away my life and our future. I promise you won’t go through the pregnancy alone. I promise I will be there when our baby comes, and we will raise our child together. I promise I won’t let you mourn me, Aliana. I promise I will come home, we will wed, and I will

claim you publicly to give you your honour as should be,” I said, and I felt her tears on my cheek as she pulled away and nodded.

I pulled her back into my arms and k*issed her neck.

“You were doing great just now, my love. Be strong,” I said, and she held on to me.

With her l*egs wrapped around me, I got off the chair and took her to bed. Aliana did not want to make love. She wanted me to hold her, so I did just that, holding her in my arms and breathing her in, promising myself that I would not throw away my life and break her heart. That I will come home and fulfil all my obligations to her.

Morning came. It was finally time for us to leave.

I planned to send Aliana, Ania, and Lisa with gold to Woodland, where a small boat awaited them. I did not tell her why but even though I did not plan to fall, the war’s outcome was up to destiny.

Should in case I fall, she would be able to get away. I paired them with two Half breeds, five Lycan warriors and five werewolves, to protect her and my child. Should I not return, she will get away. It might be selfish, but I wouldn’t forgive myself if she died.

“What is this? I hear that we will be going to Woodland?” Aliana asked me while we were in the shower. I sighed and pulled her close.

“I want Riverhead empty just in case Fredrick plans a sneak attack,” I said, knowing that could be possible. They might get past us in Riverdale and in Oakland Forest.

She nodded with understanding and pulled me in for a k*iss.

I travelled with my l*ips to her neck, and she m*oaned sweetly, sucking on the sweet, sensitive skin; her m*oans encouraged me to proceed.

She always smelled so lovely, and her voice was like music to my ears.

I felt her curves and sucked on on breasts. I could smell her arousal, her m*oans getting louder, but I was only beginning. I carried her out of the bathroom and placed her on the bed.

Hovering above her, I stared into her eyes.

Her eyes were filled with eagerness and anticipation, longing for what I would do while aching to fill her up.

I parted her l*egs and delved in with my tongue to taste and pleasure her. She gave me access and m*oaned continuously for me.

Falling into a rhythm, I felt her clit pulsate against my tongue, and she grabbed onto my hair and stretched as her orgasm washed through her.

I let her ride her release while I continued to use my tongue to flick her knob until she began to shake.

Knowing her walls would be clenching, I delved in with my cock, and the pleasure washed through my body. I felt it in my toes, and I groaned with pleasure.

She ground herself against me, and soon I was deep inside her pumping. She felt soft, wet, tight and slippery.

The perfect sensation for me.

She was built especially for me because I have never had this good.

I pumped and pulled her up, supporting her with my arms as I pumped into her, maintaining a rhythm and ensuring I was hitting the right spot. I knew she was coming from how her body moved on its own,

and her pace increased. I continued until she came, unable to hold it anymore; I spilt into her. We lay in bed briefly, with her in my arms, until it was finally time to leave.

I watched Aliana get into a vehicle with her friends and the two half-breeds; the warriors followed behind; by then, most of the people in Riverhead had moved. I watched the car until it disappeared before I sprung into action.

Gathering everyone, we arranged ourselves. My officers were in front while Gabriel and the others were behind. We had divided ourselves as planned.

My team will wait in Riverdale, while Gabriel1 s team will hide in Oakland Forest, five minutes from Riverdale.

We had decided Riverdale would serve better than Greystone, which was farther from Oakland’s forest.

The moment we feel the enemy approaching, we will link them to join us.

We armed ourselves, hoping to use our weapons to reduce the number on Fredrick’s side to even our odds.

If Fredrick had anything going for him, it was the size of the army; we needed to decide means that would help us even out.

We moved into our formation, and after walking for two hours through shortcuts, we finally arrived at Riverdale.

Gabriel and his team remained five minutes behind us in Oakland’s Forest, hidden from sight.

It was evening, and the sun had finally left the sky. We patiently waited for Fredrick and his army to arrive. Soon it was nighttime, and we knew our enemies would quickly emerge. They planned to attack

Riverhead; I knew they would be surprised to find us waiting for them on the road. I had two Lycans stationed in Greystone to link us when the enemies approach.

We waited patiently. The moon hung high in the night sky, casting an eerie glow over the neutral grounds where the fateful confrontation between Fredrick and me was about to unfold.

My men linked me to inform me that the enemy had arrived and was heading towards us in Riverdale.

We took position while I linked Gabriel to join us with his troops. The battle was finally about to begin.

The air crackled with tension as two armies approached, one led by Piotr and some of the Hill alphas and the other led by Miles and Fredrick along with some Snow alphas, each step echoing through the silence, promising a clash that would shake the very foundations of our realm.

My eyes burning with determination, I led my loyal forces towards the battleground.

My heart raced, fueled by the newfound knowledge that had fuelled my resolve to challenge Fredrick.

I knew this would be the only fight of its kind, and only one side will emerge victorious. I had to trust in the loyalty of Piotr to hold his own against the adversaries in his territory who supported Fredrick; I had to trust him to keep his promise.

As my men reached the field, they saw their opponents converging from the opposite direction. Fredrick’s army, bolstered by the support of Hill, exuded misplaced confidence, their eyes gleaming with a misguided sense of superiority. But I had something far more potent: unwavering faith in my pack.

They were surprised to see us. They had planned to surprise us and destroy Riverhead, but we had the element of surprise thanks to Piotr.

Piotr rallied his men, his senses honed, and I noticed he was trying to identify the alphas supporting Fredrick. Seeing his behaviour, I knew I need not doubt his support.

The progression stopped, and I watched the people leading Hill and Snow. Some of them were alphas I had hosted in my home. I did not feel anything.

I was confident that with Piotr on my side, I need not worry.

I looked at Miles, disappointed that he chose Fredrick over me. I hoped he could face the shame of his decision.

“So, you lie in wait like the snake that you are. I am beginning to suspect you anticipated this, Nikolas?” Fredrick said, breaking the silence between us.

“It takes one to identify the other,” I said, and he laughed.

“You would have been great had you not decided to be a rebel,” he said, sounding sorry for me, but it did not bother me. I chose to be silent.

“Surrender, Nikolas, and I will be merciful,” Fred*ic*k said, and I knew there was no turning back from this.

“You have chosen to insult those that are greater than you. You’re a child that wants to wear his father’s shoes. Would you be able to walk in it, or will you stumble?” he said and laughed, and I joined him.

“I am not here for a crown. I am here for vengeance. I have Isaac Lucas,” I said, and his face faltered.

I also have evidence of how you used him to forge my father’s signature on the Unity Law decree. How you worked with Leon, my uncle, to try to kill my father and how you managed to create the battle between the werewolves and Lycans in Forest that led to my father’s demise. How you wanted my mother to marry Aleksander so you can control Hill. How you plan to be the only King and no one else.

I am here to clip your wing and tell you that you do not have the right. That you bleed just like the rest of us, and you must bow to order,” I said, and my men cheered.

Seeing Fredrick, I knew my words had caught him off guard, and he was thinking of a comeback.

“No one seems to be complaining about how things have run for thirty years. No one except you, Little boy. Now isn’t that an issue?” he asked, and I laughed. This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

“A dying territory with diminishing population and resources isn’t prosperity. You want Forest because Snow is no longer prosperous.

Unfortunately, you will not have Forest. I will not let you destroy my home like you did yours,” I said, and he laughed.

“Your home is in the woods, living in caves like the savage you are,” He replied angrily, and I chuckled.

“That is right; my home is the forest, and I won’t let you have it.

I would have said you must live with your choices, but I do not intend to let you live. I do not plan to allow you to go beyond Riverdale, Fredrick.” I said, and Fredrick growled.

I guess he knew that bantering with me would expose more things. I could see him giving up, and that was fine with me.

Even though we had come with weapons, because of our proximity, I could see that this fight would not be that of weapons.

If we attempted to use weapons, we would be at a disadvantage. They will tear through our formation in their beastly form, and using the weapons would mean we would have to remain in our human forms. We will have to shift and fight.

We all had just one goal, Fredrick’s death, and the battle will end.

Miles was also on my Kill list for his betrayal of his family, his kind and his parents.