"I hate you.”
"Yet even untouched, you drip so thickly for me,” King Agust chuckled darkly. "Tell me, dripping Misha… Have you ever been fucked before?” 
***
Simply put, King Agustin Fedorov was the devil in plain clothes.

A raging Lycan with an unwavering desire to wipe out werewolves, he was the ultimate danger to a race whose only mistake was sharing the same blood as that of his father— a werewolf alpha who ruined him and left him consumed by hatred. Like a mad king, Agust waged relentless wars to drive them into hiding. Until he met Mikhail Borisevich.
 
Ruler of Kiyoto, the last standing werewolf pack, Alpha Mikhail was everything Agust despised yet could not ignore; fearless, defiant, powerful, and unforgiving, with a deep hatred for the Lycan king. So much so that when he learned they were mates, Mikhail rejected Agust on the very day they met.

And Agust… took it as a challenge.

But when his Lycan army attacked Kiyoto without his approval, Agust burned them all, triggering a revolution. In the middle of that revolution, an enemy with a familiar face arose, threatening everything Agust held dear.
 
Even then, the only thing Agust cared for was the one man who made him weak in the knees.

Alpha Mikhail... His Misha.
Would Agust win both wars?

"Why are you here, Haruki?" Nikita asked once Agust had left. 


The mad king may not have been bothered by this man's presence but Nikita was bothered. She knew what had happened between Agust and the man here and it wasn't something she would let go easily. 


Haruki was dangerous to the new bond that was forged between Mikhail and Agust, and if he got into Agust's head then there was never going to be peace on any side of the realm. 


He was everything chaotic and Nikita was right to be apprehensive of him, given she had seen what had happened for herself.


"You heard me tell it to Agustin. Anyway, you're going to go to that little wolf and keep him away from my Agustin, and I'm going to stay here with the man I love. It is that simple.


Chapter 58 - Maybe You Had To Go, But It Means The World