The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation Novel

---- He didn't want to go. "Then you know very well what my answer is. | don't want immortality without her, without my Lyra, and | won't abandon my elemental part either." He replied without hesitation, and the Beast God saw the same determination in him as the time he had chosen to give him his power and his life to save him. He walked around the fire and Khalum tensed, baring his fangs, alert, as he leaned close to his muzzle.

If he tried to take him by force, God or not, he would bite his hand. But this illusory form of Lykahel bent on one knee before him and only stroked his fur. "No, don't kneel. A God must not..." "Who said a friend cannot kneel before another?" Lykahel sighed. "Something told me you wouldn't return with me, that you'd found here what you needed to fill that emptiness of loneliness we couldn't mend," he sighed, defeated.

"What do you wish, my good Khalum, if you don't want the immortality and power | offer?" ---- Once more, the Beast God was given the most sublime proof of humility and simplicity. Selene had once told him he gave that part of himself to Khalum when he forged him, and it seemed she was right. "There is something | want with all my strength. | need one last gift from the Gods..." Lykahel listened with melancholy.

The blows had shaped his fierce nature, and his eyes grew clouded with the turbulence of so many feelings. "That cunning Goddess knew well you'd ask for this," he snorted, narrowing his eyes, sighing, and standing to look him straight in the soul. "You cannot use sacred power however you please among mortals, you know the rules... you'll lose your divinity, you'll be like them..." he warmed again. Lykahel wasn't giving in "| don't desire it.

| only want to be with her." Khalum replied without hesitation; he already missed her, longed to return to her side, to kiss her, to feel her little hands caressing his fur. ---- He saw the indecision in the Beast God's eyes. He knew his stubbornness. Lykahel had made him a promise, and nothing seemed more important than immortality and watching from afar the calamities of the lesser beings. "| owe you so much that it feels unfair to leave you here. | feel like I'll be failing you again...

| wish | could be selfish one more time, Khalum..." With those words, the Beast God's figure flashed in green, dissolving into an overly intense glow. Roaring in his immense form, freeing himself and expanding as he stretched out his clawed hand to hold his most precious creation. Khalum stepped back, fearing the worst, fighting to escape. But this magical space fluctuated, engulfing him and wrapping him in divine energy. When the light faded... there was no one left in the cave.