The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation Novel

---- 172. TWO AGAINST TWO NARRATOR Aldric's muscular arms locked in a test of strength against Khalum's. Their paws sank into the ground, but neither gave in, snarling like beasts, biting at each other hard enough to tear off flesh. Khalum stood still, trapped under Grandpa's assault, and felt the danger looming above his head. Silas leapt into the air, mist swirling around him, half his face covered in cursed runes, his expression deadly...

Gripping the scythe over his head like a true messenger of death. His black cloak flapped with the wind, and Khalum realized he'd walked straight into a trap. They didn't look like they worked together, but yeah-they'd clearly teamed up to take him down. He was about to lose to them! ---- "NO ONE'S TAKING MY LYRA AWAY FROM ME!" Beast mode: on. BOOM! The tip of the massive scythe shattered on impact with a green energy shield that burst from Khalum's body.

It launched Silas several meters away-he landed on a tree branch like a damn cat. He stared at the black fragments scattered in the wind. No one had ever broken his cursed summoned weapon like that. Aldric, hit by the wave of energy, was frozen in place. Damn it, he couldn't move! He wrestled with his own body, yelling at his muscles to react. "AZAROT, MOVE YOUR ASS ALREADY!" "You think I'm not trying?!

Fuck this brat's strength!" ---- Khalum could control beasts-and Aldric, even being a son of the Goddess, the most powerful lycan in his realm, still had an animal side. Others might take longer to break free, maybe even drop to their knees under the pressure-but not the Lycan King. The blast had pushed him a few meters back, and Khalum stared him down, but Aldric only needed one second to snap out of it. Still, he knew: in a real fight, against someone this lethal, a second meant death.

Khalum didn't want to take things that far-they could already hear their women scolding them in their minds. They hadn't even washed their asses yet and were about to get dragged down by the hair like misbehaving pups. "| don't wanna fight anymore!" Drakkar roared-he didn't want to piss Lyra off. Lesson learned. Next time, he'd pick his questions more carefully. Aldric was about to say this wasn't over yet, but Silas beat ---- him to it.