The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation Novel

---- "Be my loyal dog, take care of the boring paperwork, sweat your ass off patrolling the borders, and intimidate the other realms with the power I gave you... THE POWER I GAVE YOU!" The scream made the window panes shake, a blend of many voices at once. "Twas warned about a threat from another land. But I never imagined it would come disguised as a vampire slut... HOW DARE YOU KILL MY FAMILY?!" When Frederick turned, Victoria and Alan took a step back, disgusted and on alert.

Holy Goddess, what was that thing on his face... what was he turning into? Victoria had seen grotesque things before, but her father had never created a creature this... broken. It was a sacrilege. So much pain, so many souls bound into one cursed relic. Frederick began to laugh ina spine-chilling way and took a few steps toward them, hunched, limping, like his body didn't even belong to him anymore.

"Don't come any closer because I don't care what trick you ---- pull, this is where it ends." Dracomir's voice rang out in their minds, strong and clear. There were so many questions he could have asked him, so many past uncertainties. But what for? It was more than clear now... he had always been the traitor in the shadows. He had imprisoned his wolf's spirit because it was his instinct -his nose that could sniff out lies, question everything.

Were his advantages born from that weird spell he wore? It no longer mattered. He just wanted him dead. "Take off that mask. Surrender or do you want to make another pact with me too? Who are you going to sacrifice this time, you damn scum?" Dracomir growled through his teeth, buying time for his executioners to arrive. Victoria had summoned General Hagen and the Vampire Lord to this room. "Ungrateful little bastard, you'll pay in blood for the lives of ---- my people.

I'll do worse to you than what they did to your whore of a mother." "Don't you dare speak about my parents, you sick freak!" Alan nearly leapt on him again, but the twisted man just laughed mockingly. "Tt doesn't matter if you broke free from my chain. You'll always bea fool. Nothing's over, 'little son.' Everything is about to begin. Enjoy your fortress while you can." Frederick's response came with a quick motion.

His fingers closed again around the amulet on his neck, and the black eye of that witch spun wildly. Like a marble bouncing inside its socket. The bloodstained lips opened to recite dark words, and the tongue slithered like a snake inside the mouth. Something happened so fast they had no time to react. "Get back, Victoria!" Dracomir shouted just as Alan lunged to bite her dress and pull her away.