The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation Novel

---- Our kind was more liberal. We didn't die for our fated partner. Not like the wolf shifters, who lived and breathed that bond "| was his best friend, and we finally decided to carry out a plan ---- we'd had for a while... rebellion." "That's how you managed to overpower them?" | frowned. He laughed, bitter and humorless. "Not exactly..." "Dracomir's father organized us in secret. We stole the master's keys and removed the suppressor collars.

We escaped through tunnels we'd been digging for years. We were so close to sunlight... but someone betrayed us. General Hagen was waiting at the exit. It was a massacre. Dracomir's father fought like a beast and nearly killed him, but he was wounded... stabbed in the back by the man who sold us out. Only a few of us survived, including Dracomir's mother. She saw her mate die. Her pain was unbearable, but the worst part was finding out she was pregnant.

With no one to protect her, she was left at the mercy of the general To save the baby in her womb... she surrendered to him..." ---- "You can't even imagine how twisted and vile that vampire was... your kind carries evil in their blood." He spat the words at me with hate and walked deeper into the maze of hallways. | followed in silence, my head spinning in chaos. Eventually, we reached an old door he kicked open and stepped inside.

Dust swirled everywhere, and heavy curtains kept the room in shadows. Suddenly, he flung them open, letting in the light and revealing the large bedroom. Three beds sat like centerpieces, surrounded by rags that used to be fine clothing. "This was the vampire triplets' room," he told me what | had already guessed. There were still perfumes and makeup scattered over dusty vanities. "This is where your Lord Dracomir lost the innocence of his blood... and his virginity." ---- "Why...

why are you telling me all this?" | asked, my heart sinking under the weight of it all "Because now you look at us like we're the monsters... but the real victims here... were always us." And | couldn't deny it. Not when, for the first time, | realized the vampires out there... were just reaping what they'd sown. Hatred, bitterness, and ruin.