The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation Novel

---- "Did you see the power contained in that fragment of tainted ---- crystal?" Zarek asked after a pause. Dracomir nodded, frowning It was the most powerful thing he'd ever seen, so much so that it had made him evolve into that untamable beast "Well, in a few minutes you'll meet its real owner, the one who can fully unleash its potential. And what fell here... was only a small piece." "There's... there's more of it? And its owner is coming?" Dracomir's voice came out rough and harsh.

He could hardly believe what he was hearing. That thing that had caused a revolution in his world was just a fragment? "Why waste breath, you'll see it all soon enough with your own eyes..." Dracomir realized Zarek didn't want to keep talking and was lost in thought. He sighed, leaning back in his seat and taking a sip of the bitter drink. Remembering that damn tattoo on his mate's groin. Who the hell gets their father's name there? His crazy female, who else?

---- He shot another sidelong glance at that vampire. The aura of his massive power seeped right through his aristocratic clothes. And seeing that superior, self-satisfied face made him feel like an idiot. Was Victoria's family really that incredible? Well, if she could pull off those feats and this was the man who had taught her, at least Dracomir trusted Zarek's power. sob For his part, the vampire prince had drifted off into his memories.

He had finally been able to relax after so much tension, and it turned out his daughter was having a wonderful time without them. Punishment would come later... for both of them. But hearing the women's laughter was music to his ears Dracomir's blood roared in his veins, and the footsteps of his own people were already at the fortress entrance. However, he was thinking about Rousse and how he would react when they saw each other again. ---- Of course he was happy for his friend's joy.

Rousse had been obsessed with regaining the love he lost. That was the main reason Zarek allowed the experiments with female corpses. But no one seemed to fit the fearsome general... at least not in his realm. And now, the vampire prince's worst fears were coming true. He didn't want to lose him, not again. Rousse was his best friend, the only voice that had accompanied him through millennia of dark imprisonment, and now... he remembered everything. Zarek knew it, after Victoria's account...

the general had unlocked the painful past he'd kept hidden from him. How would he look at him the next time they met? Maybe he would judge him again with those eyes full of hatred and resentment... like the last look he gave him as he died in his arms. Rousse had already felt his master's presence in this world too. Very soon... they would meet again.