The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation Novel

---- 208. THE MOST IMPORTANT MAN. VICTORIA Suddenly, his Beta burst into the cramped room that was already overcrowded. The moment he saw me, he frowned, instantly picking up on the dangerous situation. "My Lord, the cargo is ready. We can return to the fortress," he said quietly, like he was dealing with a wild beast. Rousse stepped to my side, shooting me one of his disapproving looks.

The Lord stood still, hesitating, He kept glancing back and forth between Rousse and me, probably debating whether to rip us apart or take us prisoner, "Let's go." | almost let out a sigh when he barked out that command. He stormed off the same way he came in, that clingy little woman trailing behind him like a piece of gum stuck to his heel. Double standard. ---- If he let me go, why the hell did he want me back now? The room was nearly empty. "Pack up everything we bought.

We're taking it," Rousse told the poor maid trembling in the corner. | didn't blame her-the oppressive aura that had filled the place made her inner wolf whimper in pain. The weight of that hierarchy was overwhelming. As we walked through the narrow streets after leaving the shop, | noticed the change immediately. It was obvious the Lord was around. There wasn't a single street vendor or smuggler in sight. They were terrified of breaking any rules.

"He's got a good left hook, that guy," Rousse muttered, rubbing his chin. "Rousse, I'm going to heal you!" Meridiana cried, clearly distressed. "No, no, leave it. | kind of like... feeling some pain for a change." | heard them talking in his mind as we walked back to the inn. ---- Still, my own attention kept drifting back to everything that had happened. "| don't know if this is good or bad," | sighed. "That man's got some special interest in you.

Something tells me we'll be getting into the fortress sooner than planned." And the general was absolutely right. | didn't know what the Lord of these lands was playing at, but his harassment was far from over. cereees "Ow... Meridiana, woman, are you still mad about Rousse getting punched?" I hissed from the pain as she magically tattooed my groin. Honestly, with how angry and blind she was, those two little initials felt like bolts of lightning.

"'m not mad," she stepped back, but those puffed-up cheeks betrayed her, She was so damn cute | couldn't even be mad at her-though her finger almost slipped and branded my pussy. "Well, if you say so... How long will this last?" | asked, glancing ---- down at the Z and V. Now that | thought about it, getting my father's initials tattooed on my crotch was... a bit "unusual." But | had no idea whose else to put, and we'd agreed Rousse would go by the name Zarek.

We didn't know if the Lord would investigate. If he knew my name, maybe he knew the general's too. Luckily, Rousse looked so different now, it'd be impossible to recognize him. "Maybe in a month it'll fade-it's not permanent. I'm leaving," she said, summoning her mist. But in the middle of vanishing, she added, "| like you, Victoria, | really do. And I've seen that Rousse cares about you a lot.

But | don't like that he keeps putting himself in danger for your crazy plans." Her words caught me off guard, even came off a little cold. "| won't let anyone hurt him. He's already suffered too much. So think about him too next time you go off doing something reckless."