Chapter 64 FREEDOM DAY V

FIRA'S POV

"Why?" I asked as I slowed the swing.

"You know...I'm the eldest son of King Arealdo. He is looking up on me. In my training, schooling, everything I do so I worked hard for it. When he saw that I was making friends with others, he was threatening them, especially if the kid was low rank."

I thought my childhood was one of the saddest parts of my life, but Pyro was having the same. I was not alone in all of the bad experiences.

"You are the eldest? How come? You're all the same age?" The confusion hit my face.

"Yes. King Arealdo made love to our mothers on the same night so as we created the same time, too, the difference was just a second."

"Oh, was it tiring for him?"

I scratched my forehead as the laugh of Pyro filled the area.

"What's wrong with my question?" I thought my face was blushing again. I felt embarrassed by the way he laughed at me.

"You're funny. Your question was out of nowhere." He pushed his swing using his feet that were on the ground.

"Pyro…"

"Yup?"

"You're a king, right?"

"Am I not?" He chuckled softly as he gave me a sarcastic question.

"You are. Just wondering. Do they force you to have many queens like King Arealdo?" My question was just simple, but it brought waves of sting on my chest which I could not explain why.

"No, I would only have one queen for my Fire pack, but Father will choose the king who will rule the Elemental Kingdom, that king will have many queens as to the alliance of Fire, Wind, Water, Ice, and Lightning packs."

"Why is there water when there is already ice?" I was curious about the two packs, they had all the same, composed of water.

"Those were twin packs. The two are greatly bonded. Funny, Colden and Hali are not always on good terms." He looked up and watched the twinkling of the stars. "What's the time?"

"11 in the evening. One hour left. Sad. I'll go back to my Omega's life." I was pouting as I strengthened my knee, pushing the swing again.

"Why are you always pushing yourself down? You are grateful because you have no responsibilities and duties like a royal. You're not forced to do things you don't like. You're free to choose if you want to leave the kingdom or live in the city. You should think that you are still considered to be lucky."

I was amused as I realized that Pyro was talking in a long statement. It was nice to hear how he loved to speak with me.

"I just feel unlucky because we have no power to fight for ourselves. It feels like we are little, no strength—always stomping by others." I watched Pyro stand up, he knelt down in front of me.

"Life is not always about power or fighting, sometimes it's...how we stand bravery despite difficulties. Doing nothing, but we survive. The most important thing in life is...we are alive, seeing these wonderful creatures." He looked around as if he wanted me to see what his eyes were viewing. "Feeling this." He grabbed my hand, put it on his chest. I could feel the pounding of his heart.

What did he mean? Feeling the love?

"The best gift is having a life, it's not important what kind of species we are, or how low our rank is. As long as we live...we can be happy, satisfied and content." He looked down, glued his eyes on his chest. My hands were still in there. "Because if...you die, you can't do such things."

I held his chin, and moved it up. He showed me all the emotions on his face. He was so sad that I did not know the reason.

"My Fire Pack was attacked, they died in front of me. When I was a kid, I could not do anything to save them. I heard shouting, pleading, pain, but I was...I was a coward king. I can't value my power, I should not be a king. I should die with them. I shou—" The liquid from his right eye slowly crawled on his cheek. "I was not happy to be in the high rank. I should have big hearts to scope all of my werewolves. It hurts…" He held his chest. "It hurts so bad."

I used my thumb to remove his tears. I bent down to kiss his forehead. "You're still the best king! Wonder why?"

He closed his mouth. The liquid was still dripping. I recognized that he was trying to stop it, but he could not do that, it streamed like a river instead.

"You feel what they feel. For you to be able to rule your werewolves you must have sympathy, put your shoes into the other shoes. You feel them, you care for them, you love them...and that's the resemblance of the best king! It's not about being strong. It's not about protecting them all the time—because the fact is, time will come. We can't save them, but at least…" I pinched his nose gently, "you showed them your best, you showed that even if you can't defeat the enemy...you still fought. You still gamble your life for them."

"Lastly, you're making people see the equality between ranks." I traced his thick eyebrows, going down to his pointed nose, down to his lips. "Don't feel bad, that's all in the past. It's the present. Open your eyes and focus on what was left in the pack. They need you the most than those lying under soil."

I gave him my soothing smile. He adjusted his knee on the ground to level my face. I was still in the swing, sitting. He was in front of me, staring at my face. We gazed at each other as if we were memorizing every detail of our faces. I could see the spark in his eyes. I could not name what the spark was all about.

Suddenly, Pyro held my cheek, caressed it into a curve, caressing the direction. "You want to hear a secret?"

"Really? Are you telling me? Sure!" I was so excited to hear what he was going to say.

He moved closer and nearer, then he stopped when our noses touched. I had no idea what I should do. I wanted to move backward, but I did not have energy. I was glued to where I was sitting.

"I've never been attracted to anyone…except to you."