Beast King's Crippled Mate-Chapter 330: Epilogue: The Legend of Swan and Wolf (IV)

Sol hugged his mom after dinner before he left, just like usual. However, he felt heavy this time, as if this might be his last time hugging his dearest mama.

Swan seemed to be able to read his mind, because she assured him, "Don’t worry about me, Son. We are both from the heaven realm. You can always come to visit me there."

"Yes, Mom. I just feel... uneasy."

"There is nothing to be uneasy about. Rather than feeling uneasy about me, I think you should talk to your father instead. He must’ve been waiting for you," Swan said.

"I doubt that, but... okay..."

Swan watched as Sol walked towards the statue of the Moon Goddess where Gale was sitting right now. She leaned at the door and sighed, "You need to do the right thing this time, husband. This might be the last time you’ll ever be able to hug him with your physical body."

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Sol approached his dad very slowly and carefully as if he was approaching a dangerous beast that would attack him on sight. He knew that he was miles stronger than his dad, but that didn’t make this easier for him, because his dad was still one of the strongest beastman to ever exist.

Gale was sitting cross-legged while staring at the calm lake. He knew that his son was drawing closer, but he neither moved nor responded, until Sol finally called out to him, "D-dad?"

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Honestly, Gale still believed that his son was too weak-willed. He was sitting defenselessly, and Sol still didn’t try to attack him from behind and claim the throne, just like what he was supposed to do as an Alpha. freeweɓnovēl.coɱ

He wanted to scold his son again but then remembered what his wife told him right after he finished his dinner.

I know you mean well, but you need to have a heart-to-heart talk with your son. This might be your last moment with him, so cherish it and make sure to let him know how much you love and care for him.

Remember, husband, this might be the last time to ever meet him. You can feel it, right?

Gale scoffed as he still stubbornly believed that his son shouldn’t be so meek, but he always listened to his wife, so he patted the spot next to him and said, "Come and sit with me."

"Y-yes, Sir!" Sol sat next to his father and fidgeted nervously as he glanced at his father a few times.

They sat in silence, until Gale finally asked; "How’s everything in the kingdom? I assume that everything is under control under your rule."

"Everything is just fine. We might have to appoint a new marshal, since Uncle Rock is too heartbroken to lead after Aunt Xiurong’s death," Sol reported.

"Why are you still using ’we’? There is no ’we’ in that kingdom. You are the only Alpha, the only King," Gale rebuked. He tried not to be so combative with his son, but he couldn’t help it. "You are a Stormfront, don’t be so naive to share your kingdom with someone else!"

"But that someone else is you... dad..." Sol replied weakly. "Even if I’ve defeated you, everyone in the kingdom still worships you and Mom. Years after you left, everyone has erected the statue of a black wolf with a swan stretching its wings and sitting on the wolf’s neck. That’s the new statue in the city square, and everyone worships the Goddess of Miracle and her Promised Consort."

"That doesn’t mean a thing! You shouldn’t have allowed that to be built! You need to destroy that statue and build one of yourself, standing proudly, so you will be the one who gets worshipped!" Gale scolded.

Sol knew that his father wasn’t hostile towards him, so he still replied in a gentle voice, "But I want the world to know the greatness of the Swan and her Wolf. I want them to worship Mom... and you."

"You—" Gale was rendered speechless. He didn’t understand what went wrong with his teaching, because he clearly remembered how harsh his training was for Sol. He made sure that Sol would be prepared even for the worst scenario possible. Gale’s life was so bitter because of his naivety, and he didn’t want the same thing to happen to his son.

Had he not trusted Jade too much, he wouldn’t have lost his entire pack in one night.

He wanted to yell at his son but then remembered his wife’s words.

True, he already felt weak these days, and it was hard to hide it, especially in front of his wife.

Maybe he needed to let loose, for his own peace, and for his son.

"Forget it, Son," Gale sighed. "I just don’t want you to experience the same pain that I felt back then. I don’t want you to be too soft, and end up getting hurt and betrayed in the end. That’s why I thought by following our old pack’s tradition, you could finally be cold-hearted enough after you killed your father."

"I can never do that, Dad," Sol replied firmly. "Even if I am the one who gets defeated and killed by you, I will still hold no grudge. Not because of some power nature that Mom inherited, but because you raised me with love."

Gale scoffed, "I didn’t remember coddling you like what your mom did."

Truthfully, Sol had a lot of fond memories with his father.

His father might not be the gentle and loving type, at least not in a literal sense. But he truly raised Sol to be an Alpha. He taught his son everything he knew and often brought his son to hunt to teach him the way of a wolf beastman.

Sol remembered how his father would watch over him as Sol was trying to take down a huge prey, but once Sol was in danger, his father would always jump in for the kill or to protect Sol in any way.

His father also showed his love for his mother brazenly, making sure that everyone knew how much he yearned for her, even if they were just being separated for a day.

His father never said ’I love you’ to him. But Sol was very grateful for all the love and care he received.

That’s why the idea of killing his own father was absolutely unthinkable that Sol would rather kill himself first before he hurt his family!