Beast King's Crippled Mate-Chapter 331: Epilogue: The Legend of Swan and Wolf (END)

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Sol followed his father’s line of sight, staring at the calm lake as he muttered, "It’s been a while since we had a conversation without any fight, Dad. I know you don’t like some of the stuff I did, but I hope to hear that one sentence from you, at least once in my life."

Gale knew what sentence Sol was talking about. He had been doing his best since he was a kid to impress his father, and Gale had to admit that his son was impressive.

After all, Sol inherited his gene and also Swan’s.

That’s why he didn’t think that ’sentence’ was necessary for someone who was born to be a God.

"Dad..."

"I am... proud of you, Son," Gale murmured. "I never said it to you before because I never get to hear it from my late father. Just know that deep down, I am very proud of you and all of your qualities as my son."

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Sol was silenced after that.

He was so happy that he could explode right now. He was also stunned because he didn’t expect his father to finally say it.

Sol had been hoping for his father to say that he was proud of him, just like how he saw other beastmen talk about how good their son/daughter was. He wanted to be loved by his father just like how he was loved by his mother.

Gale glanced at his son, who could barely contain his joy. It had been a while since he saw his son looking so excited when they had a conversation, and Gale wouldn’t lie that it felt good.

It felt good to talk with his son again for the first time after a decade.

Gale could see a glimpse of the young wolf who always looked up to him, waiting to be praised after a successful hunt, or a spar.

Thus, Gale put his hand on top of his son’s head and ruffled his hair, "Do whatever you think is the right thing for the kingdom. You have your mother’s kindness and my willpower. I’m sure everything will be just fine."

Sol had the urge to hug his father, but he knew his father was very aversive of any physical contact except Swan, his wife. Thus, Sol decided to hold himself and then got up.

"T-thank you for everything, Dad. I will make sure that the kingdom will flourish under my rule! And I will return to visit you again with my mate, and also my cub in the future!" Sol exclaimed in full determination.

Gale smiled, "Now go. I want to spend my free time with my wife, not you."

Sol snickered, before excusing himself.

He snapped his fingers and vanished into thin air.

"You can’t visit us anymore, Son. But, I will come for a visit if I ever have a grandchild," Gale muttered as he could feel his end. He continued sitting at that same spot, gazing at the lake, until he sensed that familiar, fragrant, and addictive scent coming from the woman that he loved dearly.

He turned his head and smiled at his wife, "I’ve been waiting for you, Sweetheart."

"Really? I was thinking about staying inside the hut for a while since this would be the last time you ever talk to your son, at least in this physical form," Swan bickered as she leisurely sat on his lap. Gale instinctively wrapped his arm around her waist, ensuring that she got the proper support.

Swan poked his cheek playfully. "Makes me wonder about what conversation you had with our son just now."

"I know you’ve been eavesdropping," Gale chuckled. "I can’t be too nice to that kid. He’s still a bit too naive and meek, but I know that he is very capable of leading the kingdom. All I worry about is whether he will encounter someone like Jade in the future..."

"If that ever happens, then it will be a good lesson for him. But you don’t need to worry so much. He’s smarter than he looks, husband," Swan said. "No need to stress over something that hasn’t happened yet. Everyone in this world has their own fate, including you and I."

"And my fate in this world ends here, huh? Well, considering that I will die while embracing you—the woman I love deeply—I say that I have a great life," Gale said. "Besides, I’ve been tired lately. I guess age caught up to me after I lost the curse."

"You’re still as strong as ever, husband."

"I know, but I can feel it. My body feels sluggish, and everything hurts. Oh, I also space out a lot lately," Gale mentioned some of the signs of aging. "I’m sorry that I can’t accompany you in this body for too long, Sweetheart."

Swan gazed at her husband pitifully. Unlike her, who had a true immortal body as a Goddess, Gale still had to face death—as in, severing his soul from his body.

"Husband... do you... want me to perform a miracle?" Swan asked. "I can perform a miracle that will make you immortal. You’ll live for a million years to come."

"Why would I need that?" Gale smiled. "I went through a lot in this world. All I want right now is to rest with you by my side."

"Are you sure?" Swan asked, and Gale answered with a soft kiss full of yearning.

Even after spending decades with his wife, Gale still felt the yearning and longing, not wanting to be separated from her even for a second.

He hugged her tightly and rested his head on her shoulder.

"This body might wither, but my soul will follow you everywhere," Gale said before he slowly closed his eyes, and his heartbeat began to slow down as well. "Stay with me for now, Swan. My most beautiful wife. My sweetheart. My everything."

Swan gently patted his back as if patting a kid to sleep, "Close your eyes, husband. It’s okay. It won’t hurt."

"That’s... relieving..." Gale smiled before his heart beat for the last time.

Gale’s body was stiff, and he died while hugging Swan tightly.

Soon, Swan could see a black-red soul floating above his head.

As a Goddess, Swan had the right to send someone to either hell or heaven. Naturally, she should’ve sent Gale to heaven.

However...

"I know you don’t like being confined in that place for too long, husband. So why don’t we go and have our little adventure across the continents?" Swan smiled as she closed her eyes and chanted the last miracle she would perform in this body.

Oh, my dearest promised consort, Gale Stormfront, The Blood Moon Wolf.

I, Swan, Goddess of Miracles, have given you my promise, that I will never leave you, and I am bound by duty and love to fulfill that promise.

Even if our bodies have withered, our souls shall be bound together for eternity.

Even for our next incarnations, we shall be tied by love and mercy.

And for each of our incarnations, we shall be known as Swan and Wolf.

Because you are my fated one, my promised consort, and will stay the same through millennia.

I, Swan, Goddess of Miracles, shall accompany my dearest consort through the ages.

Swan’s heartbeat gradually slowed down before it beat for the last time.

Swan’s soul was as radiant as ever, and she could transform into any shape she wanted. She was a Goddess with almost unlimited power and possibilities, but in the end, she still wanted to accompany her husband.

Gale’s soul transformed into the shape of a black wolf, looking at his love, waiting for her.

’Impatient as ever,’ Swan chuckled before transforming her soul into that of a radiant white swan. frёeωebɳovel.com

They said nothing, but their souls were connected in a tacit understanding of what to do next.

Thus, the Wolf and the Swan flew side by side, leaving their physical bodies, and went on a journey through the continent until they had to reincarnate in the next thousand years.

[EPILOGUE END.]

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Author Note:

Hello, Apup in here!

Thank you for reading the epilogue of Beast King’s Crippled Mate, and I hope you like it!

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