The Lycan Prince’s Puppy (by C Tamika) novel Chapter 374

Kylan

The smallest breath escaped Violet.

My Violet…

She looked tired because she had been holding too much together for too long. She had come from the Bloodrose to become a healer, and her life had taken a turn way too fast.

She found out she was a witch, the crown prince’s mate, one of the few who was able to stop Baelor.

None of us would blame her for simply being tired, and she had to know that.

I gave her a small, calming smile, hoping she would be honest with herself. She let out a soft chuckle and shook her head like she herself couldn’t believe what she was about to say.

“I can seal him,” she said. “I really don’t doubt that.”

She hesitated as her gaze flicked to Dylan for just a split second before it turned back to me. “But it’s too easy for me to lose control because…” she trailed off, taking a deep breath. “I do get frustrated if things don’t go my way, and I don’t know how to control it.”

I listened without interrupting.

It turned out me and Pup were much more alike than I thought. I knew that feeling all too well.

It was unfortunate how much pressure she carried without anyone preparing her for it, and how much she blamed herself. Violet must’ve been feeling like she had to be perfect just to be allowed to stand here, while I never wanted her to be. I just needed her to be happy.

Still, I was relieved.

Relieved she said it now, and not in the middle of the fight when it would already be too late. That honesty alone probably saved us more than she realized.

“Okay,” I accepted. No one said anything because everyone accepted it.

If she couldn’t fight, then she couldn’t fight. End of the story. I wasn’t going to push her into something that would break her further. I would rather watch the world burn than force her.

I closed my eyes, leaning back in my chair. There had to be another way, and that other way would be the only way.

“What if,” I said, opening my eyes again, “we can seal Baelor without going into battle at all?”

The table went quiet, and the looks I received were even more shocking than the ones I had gotten when I told them about Kayden.

“What if we make it a one-minute job?” I continued. “No fight, no chaos, no…ruining my sister’s howl.”

Trinity blinked. “Is that even possible?”

“I want to believe it is,” I replied.

In this situation, all we could do was remain positive, and I hated positivity, but right now it felt like a shield against reality.

My eyes shifted to Dylan. “You like thinking,” I shrugged. “You’ve probably already come up with a plan.”

Dylan straightened. “That is not true.”

A frown appeared on his face, and it seemed as if my words had offended him.

I raised a brow. “So you’re telling me you don’t have a plan right now?”

He scratched the back of his neck. “I’m not saying that,” he mumbled under his breath. “I do have a plan.”

There it is.

“The only reason everything went to hell last time,” Dylan explained, “was because of the shadow beast and the thousand ravens Thorne unleashed. If we take that part out, we actually don’t need to fight. There is no reason for us to shift if we take him down the easy way.”

I rolled back my shoulders, grateful it was actually going somewhere. He seemed to know what he was talking about, which was quite something considering the situation.

“To do that,” he continued, “we steal the raven.”

My brow lifted. “Steal the…raven?”

“We’ll need Thorne to seal Baelor anyway, and you just told us that right now Thorne is asleep,” Dylan said confidently. “We don’t know for sure, but since he’s calm, it’s safe to assume Baelor’s shadow isn’t inside him anymore. But the shadow will have to come back to him somehow, and I figure it will be tomorrow during the full moon.”

He glanced around the table. “We won’t have to look for Baelor because if we have the raven, the shadow will come to us. All we need to do is find the exact moment it happens and seal him then.”

Everyone had listened without interruption, and no one had called him insane yet. That was a good sign.

Dylan’s plan wasn’t that bad, and it could actually work.

Nate snorted. “Man, you’re such a geek,” he said, ruffling his hair. “Our geek.”

“I’m not a geek,” Dylan rumbled. “It’s just common sense.”

“But what do we do with the raven after?” Nate asked.

“I already have a pet squirrel. My dorm can handle a raven too,” I said with a shrug. “I’ll take him back to Starlight. Teach him some manners, and make sure he doesn’t try anything stupid ever again.”

Violet tilted her head. “With Esther around?”

“I’m not worried about Esther,” I said, waving my hand dismissively. Even after seeing all she could do, she was still not a threat to me. She had no magic, no high priestess, no support.

She was nothing.

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