The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation Novel

---- 149. WHO IS YOUR FAVORITE UNCLE? NARRATOR "How the hell did he block my power?!" Edmund's bulging eyes seemed to scream as he stared at the weapon glowing with black and gold light. To begin with, what kind of axe was that? "| see you liked my little toy," said the reddish-furred lycan, standing to his full height, catching the Sorcerer King's attention. "It's a gift from my grandma. I'm her favorite grandson," Fenrir said, touching the blade almost fondly.

Edmund wanted to scream that he didn't give a damn about that information. "Oh, | see you don't appreciate my good manners. If you're in a rush to die, that's fine by me," Fenrir snorted at his eat-shit expression. "Introductions are over," Edmund stepped back, alarmed ---- by the twisted grin on that beast's snout. Despite the playful, laid-back tone, the air vibrated with danger. "Nyx, are these the bad guys?!" Fenrir even had the audacity to ask. Selenia almost smacked her uncle on the head.

It was clear he was having way too much fun. "Yup." "Yup' what? That sentence is missing some words, my darling Selenia." Fenrir aimed the axe forward, testing how the fight would begin, oozing fear of the unknown. Edmund and the sorcerers behind him were scared shitless... and he was just playing. "Grandma... I'm not saying that in front of everyone," Nyx looked at Valeria with pleading eyes. Her mate was right there!

---- "Fenrir, cut the crap, you're embarrassing the pup," Valeria scolded him seriously. Nyx widened her eyes at Queen Selenia, nearly crying without tears. «Grandma, please don't call me a pup too! > She didn't even dare look at Aidan or his family from the shame. They'd think she was some spoiled little princess... which she totally was.

"Mommy, | just wanted the pup to say I'm her favorite and the cutest uncle...!" "Keep dreaming!!!" Magnus's booming voice echoed from above as he stepped through the portal suspended in nothingness. His impatient twin jumped in first without even knowing where they would end up. The massive lycan landed on Fenrir's shoulders for support, then launched forward with his jaws wide open.