The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation Novel

---- 288. WAR AGAINST THE GODS NARRATOR "Aaahh!"" A scream tore from Lyra's lips as her body shot upright on the bed like a spring. Anguish flooded her chest with a horrible premonition. She couldn't feel the bond with her mate and needed to see him, right now or she'd lose him forever! She threw the blanket open and turned, intent on climbing out of bed. Her head pounded, and she'd been resting in Alpha King Cedrick's castle.

The women had stayed behind this time, organizing themselves amid all the unions that were suddenly forming. Waiting for Khalum, Lyra had barely slept during her nap. She should've gone with him, not listened to his stubbornness, protected him like she had in the past. But Khalum and Drakkar insisted on going alone this time. "Hurry up, Lyra, | need to see my Alpha!" Aztoria roared anxiously. Lyra's hand tangled in the edge of the blanket and her feet were ---- still covered by part of it.

She pitched toward the floor, dazed, in a tangle of sheets and unable to cover her face. "Aah!" She squeezed her eyes shut, bracing for an impact that never came. Strong arms caught her, and her beautiful face burrowed into a broad chest she knew all too well. That deep scent of dark storms and safe home was the first thing that had hit her little nose the day she was born.

"Daddy..." Her tear-filled eyes lifted to meet Silas's worried golden gaze as he set her back on the bed Lyra clung to him like when she was a crying pup who always sought his protection. "Ly, what's wrong? | felt your anguish." Silas stroked her sweaty forehead and brushed away the platinum hair clinging to her skin. His little she-wolf looked so much like him; in fact, none of the three could hide they were his descendants.

No matter where Silas was, his family's intense feelings cut through the darkness to reach his soul. "It's Drakkar, Dad, | need to go to him... | need you to take me, ---- something happened to my mate! Her trembling fists clutched his shirt, and the tears spilling over made the Specter King's heart ache. "All right, let's go." He helped her up because Lyra's legs were weak. Before he could call Sigrid, the bedroom door flew open and the small, black-haired woman rushed in, anxious.

"What's happening to my girl?" Sigrid ran to her when she saw the tears. "What is it, Ly?!" In front of her mother, the little drops became a strangled sob. "| have to go to Drakkar, Mom. | feel... | feel like they're going to take them from me...!" She hugged Sigrid tightly and her mother hugged her back, murmuring soft words. The Selenia had been sitting, having tea with the others, when her heart twisted One of her daughters was suffering, She looked at Silas over Lyra's trembling shoulder.

"Im going to take her to her mate." The certainty in Silas's eyes ---- soothed Sigrid She nodded, sighing; the two of them would travel faster. Who. knew where Drakkar was. "Go, go with your dad." She pushed her into her male's reliable arms. Silas would die for Lyra; of that, the Selenia had no doubt. "Ill be waiting..." "We'll all be waiting for news and ready if we have to rescue Drakkar," Gabrielle's voice came from the doorway. When Sigrid turned, she saw them crossing the threshold.

The Selenias' eyes blazed, full of power and resolve. Her grandmother, her mother, her daughter... Even fire danced in the pupils of Queen Raven Centuria. She was willing to help; this was her family now too. "Thank you." Lyra swallowed her tears, and the strength of so many incredible women reached her soul. Her father took her by the arm, holding her close, and with his other hand he summoned a dark portal behind them. Lyra didn't even change; she was going in her nightgown.