The Lycan’s King Breeder

Maximus POV.

I heard footsteps, people running, screams, and all that annoyed me more, I shouted my frustration.

"Shut up prisoner!" A guard barked at me.

Zarek had me watched, he was too afraid of me for me to escape, besides he has always been afraid of me since that we know each other.

I glared at the guard, not intimidated at all. "What's happening? Tell me!"

The guard hesitated before finally speaking. "It's an escape attempt. The prisoners are causing chaos in the facility."

I had to find a way to join them and leave this f*****g cell.

"Let me out," I demanded. "I want to help stop them."

The guard scoffed. "Like hell we'll let you out."

I gritted my teeth, feeling powerless. But then, a sudden burst of anger overtook me. "If you don't let me out, I swear to f*****g god, I'll make your life a living hell."

The guard hesitated, but ultimately shook his head. "No. You're staying in that cell, whether you like it or not."

I let out a frustrated groan, knowing there was nothing I could do.

As the chaos outside continued, my mind raced with thoughts of escape. I couldn't just sit there and wait for something to happen. I needed to take action.

I looked at the guard with a fierce determination in my eyes. "You want to keep me in here? Fine. But know this, I will find a way out, and when I do, I'll make sure you regret keeping me in this cell." The guard simply scoffed at my words and walked away, leaving me alone in my cell once again.

I paced around the small space, trying to think of a way out. I couldn't just wait for someone else to come and save me. How many times no one will come. I had to do it myself. Finally, an idea struck me. I approached the bars of the cage and began to shake them as hard as I could. The metal creaked and groaned under the strain, but it held strong. Frustrated, I continued to shake the bars, pouring all my anger and frustration into it. Suddenly, I felt the metal give way, and the bars bent under my strength.

I grinned in triumph as the opening was big enough for me to squeeze through. I wriggled my way out of the cage and stood up, stretching my limbs and flexing my muscles. Feeling alive and free once again, I decided it was time to exact my revenge on the guard. I grabbed him by the throat and slammed him against the wall, his eyes wide with fear. "I warned you," I growled in his face. "Now, you'll pay the price for keeping me locked up."

With a swift, savage twist of my wrist, I snapped his neck, killing him instantly. I felt no remorse for what I had done. He had been an obstacle in my path, and I had removed it.

With the guard dead and gone, I made my way out of the cell block and headed towards Zarek's apartments. I could hear the sounds of fighting and chaos all around me, but I was focused on my goal.

As I approached the door to Zarek's apartments, I could feel a sense of trepidation building inside me. Was I really ready for this? To face off against him and his guards? But then, my anger and frustration took over, and I kicked the door open with a fierce roar. Zarek was sitting in his throne, looking unruffled despite the chaos outside. He smirked at me as I entered the room.

"Well, well, well. Look who decided to show up. I must say, I'm impressed. I didn't think you had it in you," he said, his tone mocking.

I walked towards him, my teeth bared in a snarl. "Shut up, Zarek. You're finished."

His smirk turned into a scowl. "Am I? You really think you can take me down?"

"I know I can," I growled, transforming into my wolf form.

Zarek did the same, and we circled each other, our eyes locked in a fierce battle of wills.

We exchanged insults and taunts, our old memories and rivalries fueling our anger and hatred for each other.

"You were always weak, relying on others to do your bidding," Zarek snarled.

"At least I didn't have to resort to manipulation and fear to control my pack," I retorted.

Zarek bared his teeth. "You were always too soft. That's why you had to leave."

"And you're still just a pathetic bully," I spat back.

Our exchange continued, getting more intense with each passing moment. We lunged at each other, teeth and claws flashing in the air as we battled for dominance.

It all came down to a brutal fight between two powerful wolves.

In the end, it was a close fight.

We clashed together, biting and tearing at each other with savage ferocity.

"Oh! The bastard! He had me that you..."

Who was that idiot Zarek talking about? And who was he talking about? In any case, I didn't give a damn.

Zarek wolf lay on the ground, gasping for breath as he looked up at me. "Please," he wheezed, "don't kill me."

I stood over him, my fangs bared. "Why shouldn't I? You've been nothing but trouble since the day we met."

Zarek wolf shook his head weakly. "I know. I was wrong to challenge you. But please, I'm begging you, spare me."

I snarled, considering his words.

I stood there, staring down at Zarek wolf as he lay on the ground, gasping for breath. His eyes were pleading with me, begging me to spare his life. A part of me wanted to end it right then and there, to put an end to his scheming and plotting once and for all. But another part of me knew that revenge wasn't worth it. I was better than that.

"All right," I said, my voice low and dangerous. "But you'll owe me for sparing your life. And mark my words, if you cross me again, there won't be a second chance."

Zarek nodded frantically, still struggling to catch his breath. "I understand. Thank you. I won't forget this."

I turned in my human form and started to leave, thinking the fight was over. But then, out of nowhere, Zarek's wolf jumped on me from behind and attacked me out of cowardice. He hurt me badly, and I turned around to face him, my eyes blazing with anger. "I shouldn't have spared you," I growled, my voice low and menacing. "You're a coward, Zarek. And cowards don't deserve mercy.""

Zarek wolf whimpered and backed away, as I started to transform back into my wolf form. I could feel the power coursing through my veins, and I knew that I could take him down easily if I wanted to.

I stopped my transformation halfway and looked at Zarek wolf, who had detransformed and was now back in his human form. He was on his knees, shaking with fear and begging for mercy. I could see the fear in his eyes, and I knew that he wouldn't cross me again. "Please," he begged, tears streaming down his face. "I'm sorry. Please spare me."

I looked down at Zarek, my rival, my enemy, my betrayer, my old friend. He had been the one to start this fight, and he had paid the price for it. I could feel the anger and desire for vengeance still burning hot within me. The taste for blood was strong, and I knew what I wanted to do. Zarek would not be allowed to live - not after what he had done.

I could see the fear in his eyes, the sweat on his brow, and the way he was shaking with terror. And for a moment, I felt a twinge of pity. But that feeling was quickly overridden by anger and disappointment.

"You had your chance," I growled, feeling my transformation starting up again. "But you blew it."

Zarek whimpered and begged once more, but I knew that I had to do what was necessary. He was a coward, and cowards did not deserve to live.

I finished my transformation and leapt towards him, my fangs bared and my claws outstretched. He tried to run, but it was too late. I pounced on him, taking him down easily, and felt his flesh and bone crunch under my jaws. As he gasped for breath, I watched as the light faded from his eyes, knowing that he would never betray me again.

In the aftermath, I was left with a sense of satisfaction - but also a sense of sadness. I had lost a worthy adversary, a rival that had pushed me to be stronger and better. But in the end, his cowardice had proven to be his undoing. And I knew that I, as the victor, had emerged stronger and more dominant.

I left the room, confident in my victory. But my thoughts turned to Felicity, and I realized that my desire for revenge might not have been the only thing driving me.

Was it possible that I had developed feelings for her? Despite everything that had happened between us, could she still hold a place in my heart?

The thought hit me like a ton of bricks, and I realized that I had a lot to think about as I made my way towards the exit of Zarek's castle.

I stumbled down the corridor, my body aching from the intense battle. I needed to rest soon or risk collapsing. Just then, I spotted a small alcove to my left. It was just big enough for me to curl up and catch my breath.

As I settled into the tight space, I let out a sigh. The adrenaline was wearing off, and reality was sinking in.

I couldn't stop thinking about Felicity. Had I been blind to my feelings for her all along? I had always brushed her off as a distraction, a pawn in my game of revenge. But now, as I thought back on our interactions, I couldn't shake the feeling that she meant more to me than I had realized.

Suddenly, my thoughts were interrupted by the sound of footsteps. I peeked out of the alcove to see a group of guards rushing past, too preoccupied to notice me. It was chaos out there.

I closed my eyes and rested my head back against the wall. I needed to find Felicity and talk to her. Whatever was between us, I needed to figure it out.

The next morning, I rose early and slipped out of the castle unseen.

I crossed several forests, stopping from time to time to drink water that I had taken from Zarek's castle.

I walked with my head down, and when I looked up, I saw figures far ahead of me. I recognized one of them being Felicity.

As I saw Felicity and her companions walking towards the border, my heart sank. I knew I couldn't let her go just like that. Without hesitation, I rushed towards them and called out her name. I had to talk to her. I had to make her understand. "Felicity!" I shouted, hoping she would hear me. "Wait!"

To my relief, they turned around, and I saw Felicity's face light up in recognition. I could tell she was surprised to see me.