LYCANS LOVE

One Less Fight

Chapter 7: One Less Fight

The cave trembled as the beast lunged forward again, its massive claws scraping the stone floor. Every strike sent a shockwave through the air, forcing the Lycan pack to leap back or dive to the side.

“Flank it!” Kiran shouted. “Jayden, Myler, split left and right! Onjo, be ready!”

The beast roared, a deep, bone-shaking sound, and lunged toward Jayden. Myler dove in front, narrowly taking the impact as the creature’s claws struck the stone beside him. Dust and small rocks exploded outward, making the cave echo with the noise of battle.

“It’s faster than I expected!” Gae In shouted, rolling out of the way and throwing a dagger toward the beast. The weapon hit its shoulder with a loud clang, but it barely slowed it down.

Onjo felt her heart hammer in her chest. The beast’s eyes, wild and yellow, locked onto her. She could sense the human trapped inside, crying for help, struggling against the dark curse that twisted him. That thought gave her courage. She couldn’t fail.

“Focus, Onjo!” Kiran yelled. “Wait for the opening!”

The pack worked together, each member using their strength, speed, and skill to corner the creature. Myler jumped onto its back, clawing and holding it steady while Jayden and Conner attacked from the sides. Gae In leaped onto a ledge, throwing weapons from above to distract it.

The beast roared in fury, thrashing violently, knocking Myler off its back and sending rocks flying from the cave walls. Dust filled the air, and the pack coughed, but they refused to retreat.

“Now!” Kiran shouted, leaping in front of Onjo to protect her as she readied the potion.

Onjo gritted her teeth, her fingers tight around the vial glowing with the magical liquid. Her mark blazed brightly on her shoulder, feeding her courage and strength. She sprinted forward, dodging the beast’s swipe, weaving through its claws with unnatural speed.

The beast turned toward her, growling low, a sound filled with rage and desperation. It struck, but Onjo rolled to the side and flung herself upward, landing on a rock.

“Go! You can do it!” Kiran yelled.

Onjo’s arm shot out, pouring the potion directly into the creature’s open mouth as it lunged at her. A strange, golden light erupted inside it. The roar turned into a groan, the thrashing slowed, and the yellow eyes widened in shock.

The creature staggered back, falling to its knees. Its massive body began to shrink, fur receding, claws retracting. The roar softened into a gasp.

The pack watched as the beast transformed, and slowly, the monstrous figure melted away to reveal a young man lying on the ground, unconscious but alive. His chest rose and fell as he breathed heavily.

Onjo rushed forward and knelt beside him. She felt the tremor in his body, his fear, his confusion. “It’s okay… you’re safe now,” she whispered.

Kiran stepped closer, glancing at the pack. “We’ve done it. He’s free.”

Minutes passed, and the young man’s eyes opened. They were wide, confused, and filled with gratitude. “Where… where am I?” he murmured.

“You’re safe,” Onjo said, smiling softly. “You’ve been cursed, but the curse is broken. The beast inside you is gone.”

The young man looked around, slowly taking in the Lycan pack standing before him. His shoulders sagged in relief, then he bowed slightly. “I… I am Mai Hun. Thank you… all of you.”

Kiran stepped forward, his face calm but serious. “Mai Hun, you fought against the curse and survived. That shows strength and courage. If you wish, you can join our pack. Protect the realm, stand with us.”

Mai Hun hesitated, his gaze lowering. “I… I would like that. I want to repay you, protect those I once terrified. I want to belong somewhere again.”

The pack exchanged glances. Myler shrugged. “He fought like ten men. He could be useful.”

Gae In smirked, still catching her breath. “As long as he doesn’t throw me across a cave again.”

Onjo laughed softly. “I think he’ll make a strong addition to the pack.”

Kiran nodded. “Then it’s settled. Welcome to the pack, Mai Hun.”

The young man bowed deeply again. “Thank you… truly.”

The forest outside the cave seemed calmer now, the sunlight starting to filter through the trees. The pack gathered, bruised and tired, but victorious. They had faced the cursed beast, survived, and added a powerful new member to their ranks.

Onjo felt a surge of hope. The pack had grown stronger today — not just in number, but in trust, courage, and unity. Mai Hun was free, the realm was safer, and together, they were ready for whatever threats might come next.

For the first time in days, Onjo allowed herself to breathe deeply, feeling the warmth of the morning sun on her skin. They had fought, they had struggled, but they had triumphed. And she knew — no matter what came next — they would face it together.

Kiran looked at the horizon. “This fight was just the beginning. There are others out there… forces that will challenge the realm even more. But today, we’ve proven one thing: no curse, no monster, no darkness can stop us — not when we stand together.”

The pack nodded in agreement. Mai Hun, now part of them, stepped forward, ready to take his first steps as a Lycan, leaving behind the curse that had controlled him for so long.

And as they walked back toward the forest edge, Onjo glanced at her mark, glowing faintly once more. It was a reminder of her strength, her immortality, and the responsibility she carried.

But today, for the first time in a long while, she allowed herself to smile. The fight had been hard. The beast had been strong. But together, they had won. And that was only the beginning.