The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation Novel

---- 206. THAT VAMPIRE DOESN'T BELONG TO YOU! NARRATOR The soft voice echoed in his head. The sensation of that magic circling in his mind, feeding his dead body, was something beyond words. "I..." Rousse didn't know what to say. He touched his face and neck, his memories jumbled. "Is this an illusion?" "It's not an illusion... well, | can't make it permanent, but while I'm in your body, | can bring you back to how you used to be.

You look so handsome!" Meridiana could "see" the world through Rousse's eyes, feel everything his sharpened senses transmitted. The reflection of the handsome, masculine man, with square, sexy features, made her heart beat in a way she couldn't explain. She loved how her magic resonated with Rousse. He was special. "Yeah, | like your gift... a lot... Thank you." ---- His raspy voice sounded choked by all the feelings that were still new to him, Meridiana smiled, satisfied.

It was the first time someone had thanked her for her gift. The general wiped away a tear with his fingertip, struggling to adjust to the miraculous transformation. "Rousse, are you okay?" Victoria asked softly. Several minutes passed as he just stared at the water. "I guess..." He sounded distant. His thoughts also drifted to his past. His memories were a black hole-he didn't even know how he died. Zarek had told him a vague story, but Rousse knew the vampire prince had lied.

Something horrible had happened to him, and he didn't dare dig into it. ---- "Rousse, Meridiana's magic is amazing. Do you feel okay?" "Yeah... | feel... alive." The general finally turned around. Victoria was once again stunned by the changes. "But it's not permanent. Only when she's with me," he added, placing a hand on his chest. It was beating. It actually beat, as if his heart had been brought back to life. "If my father knew the magic this witch has, he'd die of envy.

Honestly, if | didn't know who you were, I'd mistake you for a werewolf." "Why a werewolf?" "Well, to me, she feels like the spirits of the wolves, inside of..." Victoria's words trailed off as a realization struck her. "Meridiana, if a werewolf tries to look into Rousse, can you appear as his inner wolf?" Victoria's chest rose and fell fast. "Well, I've never tried, but | can mimic any form.

Like this?" Victoria used her vampiric senses and could definitely sense a ---- wolf-shaped shadow inside the general Still, she wasn't of that race and couldn't be sure. Maybe the scent would give them away. They needed to test it. "| have a crazy idea. | know how we can infiltrate the wolves' capital." When Rousse heard those words, a terrible feeling hit him. Hearing Victoria's plan sounded insane in every possible way, but he had to admit it was their best chance.

"We need to get you better clothes and gather information from the other fiefdoms, Noble Wolf." She teased poor Rousse, who stepped back, unconvinced. He was about to refuse when a little voice spoke inside him. "Rousse, I'm hungry. Can we eat something tasty in the nearby town?" And that was enough to convince the general. His little witch couldn't go hungry. sob