The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation Novel

---- 203. | WANT TO KNOW MORE ABOUT YOU NARRATOR Could her senses already be fading so quickly? But she had just come from a living body. So focused on her discovery, she pressed her ear against his broad chest. Unaware of how inappropriate that was with a stranger. Sometimes, she was far too innocent, lacking any real social experience. Rousse stood there frozen stiff, absolutely beyond saving. | mean, that gorgeous woman was touching all over his chest and now practically clinging to him.

She was even smelling him Did she not realize how wildly inappropriate that was? "Miss..." he muttered, conflicted, trying to gently pull away. But Meridiana was fully enchanted, never in her life had she met a creature whose heart didn't beat. ---- "How are you even alive like this?" She looked up with pure curiosity. Still glued to him like gum. Rousse looked down and got lost in the refined lines of her face. He was starting to feel nervous-which was rare for an undead.

She looked so sweet, so innocent, so... alive. Everything he wasn't. He suddenly frowned. What the hell was he thinking? "|... have a special spell," he said shortly, stepping back and gently moving her away. Only then did the sorceress realize how intense she'd been. "Oh heavens, I'm sorry, | didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. It's just... | find you fascinating... | mean...

what kind of spell do you use?" She kept rambling As much as Rousse wanted to keep talking to her, he couldn't forget his mission. "I'm sorry, but | need to find the witches. Be careful in the forest." ---- He decided to leave-not because of her, but because of himself. He was glad she had tied that cloth over her eyes. A creature that beautiful shouldn't have to look at something like him. She seemed to have trouble seeing. "Of course, I...

I'm sorry | can't help you," Meridiana lowered her head, slightly embarrassed Seriously, what the hell was she thinking, grabbing a man like that and asking about his secrets? "| was looking for my mentor too... | think she was captured and taken to the capital's fortress." She added what she suspected at last. She had left for a while. She never really fit in with her own people. No one liked the strange, dark magic of an orphan. Only the old witch of the coven had taken her in and taught her how to survive.