[HELIA]
Standing there covered in blood, the new Lycan wasn't sure what to make of himself.
He had always been good at war, but what he had done on a battlefield was. He had hurt someone so badly because he had been jealous. It was the kind of temperament he had never had before.
Never like this.
It was as if he were a different version of himself, and as Jiminie looked at himself, he wondered if he was starting to be the monster that many knew he was mated to.
It was something that genuinely scared him, and without being sure what to do, the alpha just stood there, sobbing like this was the end of his life.
It was a sight that shattered Agust's heart, and the Lycan king did the only thing he could do at the moment.
He carried his Erasthai and portaled them both to his chambers, more specifically, the bathroom. Jiminie needed to clean up, and Agust needed to remind his little wolf that this never changed anything.
