The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation Novel

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NANA'S REVENGE NARRATOR A few moments before the fire alarm was raised...

Nana barely had the strength to stay conscious on the bed.

she was physically and mentally destroyed.

Her only breath of relief was that Nerén had found a new toy and was now staring at it in fascination, turning it in his hands.

Incredible...

Ive only seen knives like this in the High Packs, and that man really knows how to forge, he murmured, ecstatic with the dagger.

Lyras words had worked, and Nerén wouldnt hurt Drakkar he was too focused on extracting the forging secret from him.

Nanas eyes stared at his back, marked by his claws.

No matter how much she resisted, she had no weapon to defend herself...

the weapon.

Her dull eyes locked on the obsidian gleam of the blade.

If only it could reach her hands...

As if the heavens finally took pity on her, someone called urgently for Nerén at the door.

---- He carelessly placed the dagger on a side table and walked off to speak to the guard.

Behind him, Nana forced herself to move and gently slide off the bed.

Her wolf helped with all the strength she had left.

Step by step, she approached the table and her trembling, wounded hand closed around the cold handle.

This is my last chance, she thought, sealing the decision in her heart.

Go now and help the others put out the fire! Dont let it spread through the pack! Im getting dressed and I join you! Nerén.

barked, closing the curtain as his escort ran off, leaving him alone.

Before he could turn around, his wolfs warning roar thundered in his mind.

Everything happened too fast.

WHAT THE?! he screamed as he felt the sharp point plunge between his shoulder blades.

Nana leapt onto his back, clinging to him like a madwoman.

Her naked body, a terrifying sight of bruises and wounds, now thrashed violently against Ner6ns muscles.