The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation Novel

---- 269. THE BEST ALLIES NARRATOR Zarek snorted when he saw him move in for the family hug and press himself up behind Victoria. "For being clingy you're pretty good, but you haven't even been able to mark my daughter... useless..." "| was about to when you interrupted us in the office," Dracomir's pupils shifted to wolf-like. Both of them stared at each other with the women caught in between.

The prince opened his mouth to speak, but a cough from Celine made him stay silent, lips sealed, Dracomir, for his part, got a crushing pinch to the thigh courtesy of his female. Still, Zarek's eyes promised murder in the shadows, maybe while acertain Lord slept... next to his daughter. A warning growl was all he got from Draco's wolf. The future looked like it was going to be... interesting and bloody.

eereed ---- While the women kept hugging and even picking out the name for the next baby girl, Zarek intercepted his unwanted son-in-law "Tell me, where did you send my general?" he asked without a shred of courtesy. He also helped himself to a bourbon he found in the liquor cabinet, acting like he owned the place.

"He went with his mate to a part of the forest to perform some ritual or something, for the soul of those witches." Dracomir sat in his favorite armchair by the fire, his eyes always on his female. She looked so happy, and he just prayed in his heart not to be abandoned now that she could return home. He was ready to give it all up for her; if they hadn't escaped this fortress, it was because, right now, it was the safest place in this sh*tty realm.

"Pour me a double," he practically ordered his father-in-law when he saw him lower the bottle. "You think I'm your damn maid?" Zarek protested, but still poured the drink and nearly threw it in his face He sat across from him by the fire, His gaze also turned toward his three treasures. ---- The living room door had opened and Lavinia walked in, smiling and joining the gossip. This cold fortress seemed to be filling with life.

"Answer me something and be completely honest," Dracomir's voice suddenly caught Zarek's attention. "I know you underestimate me, but believe me when | tell you we're not up against anything easy," he warned, his eyes flashing with the firelight. "| don't care about power or keeping a seat, | just want to protect her..." he nodded toward Victoria. "And despite our differences, we want the same thing.

Assure me | can tell the other wolf clan to go to hell because you can back me up." Dracomir asked through clenched teeth, more anxious than he wanted to show. That was something keeping him up at night: having to keep hiding his relationship with Victoria. Not proclaiming to the world that she was his mate, just to avoid losing the support of those idiots.