The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation Novel

---- death... he had no faith left. Still, he begged the Goddess... just a little mercy to finally die. He didn't know that Beast God, but he mentioned him too, just in case. His life had been so cruel... and finally, someone took pity on him. When his wolf spirit was fading, the bond almost broken, Dracomir felt it-energy surging through him. "Something" began to seep through his pores, rushing through his blood like currents of electricity that made him scream in pain.

A glowing light flashed in his sensitive eyes. The pain was unbearable, and his roars echoed through the frozen cavern. 'The massive magical crystal started to glow and vibrate, healing him... transforming him into something greater. Because only those noble of heart, the truly loyal like Khalum, could evolve from that special magic. ---- Dracomir never saw Frederick's greedy, jealous eyes... the man who wasn't even close to being worthy of this gift.

Draco's mind flooded with rage and vengeance. His body, naked and collapsed on the icy floor, on all fours, transformed into that savage, one-of-a-kind beast in this realm. How did Frederick find out about this magic? How did he know where to look and that only a worthy wolf could claim it the right way? So many questions Dracomir was never able to ask... because he forgot every important detail.

Because after freeing the enslaved werewolves and tearing down the vampire tyranny, he collapsed, exhausted and... defenseless. And when he woke up, he no longer had a metal shackle. Instead, there was a tattoo on his neck filled with enchantments and restrictions» But very soon, he would uncover the truth... and the priceless treasure his "daddy dearest" had stolen from the Vampire Lord. ---- A dangerous card... one he was about to play again ina desperate attempt to escape his punishment.