The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation Novel

---- "| beg you, sir... | think... | think that god who's Khalum's friend, he... he remembered him and told me about you..." Tears began to well in Lyra's eyes, and a lump tightened in her throat. "If | have to kneel, | will; whatever you ask of me, just don't take him from my side..." Lyra started to bend her knees, but a hand clamped onto her shoulder, stopping her. Silas tensed. He had seldom been this nervous in his life, but he left the decision to Lyra.

She was fighting for her mate in her own way. "What if I'm here simply to tell you that Khalum chose immortality? That I'm only waiting, as a favor, to let him say goodbye to you," he whispered like a snake, hissing right in her ---- ear, watching each one of her reactions. Lyra would have trembled with fear under that oppressive aura, if those words hadn't shattered her mind. She lowered her head, eyes darting, staring at the withered grass. Had he really abandoned her?

No, it couldn't be, that wasn't true! Khalum loved her as much as, or more than, Drakkar. Their innocence, their warmth, their curiosity, their kindness. That intense love they professed to her... she couldn't have imagined it. "I'd tell you you're a liar." Lyra's eyes snapped up fiercely to meet the vertical pupils watching her up close. A glint of curiosity and something deeper passed through the beast's eyes.

"Khalum would never abandon me, not for his shitty immortality, not for anything}... Give them back to me!" She even grabbed him by the lapels as her wolf bared her teeth, defying the supreme hierarchy. A thin line of blood slid down the right corner of her mouth; it felt like the sky was pressing down on her shoulders without mercy. ---- "Are you going to be that selfish and refuse to release them?" Lykahel kept pushing, eager to hear her answers.

"if they already made him for me, they have no right to take them away! GIVE.ME.KHALUM!" She roared, out of breath, but determined to fight to the very end While animals and the wildest, most dangerous creatures, even other gods, were willing to lower their gaze before him, this little female shouted in his face and demanded Khalum from him. A smirk tugged at the comer of Lykahel's mouth; he could already hear Selene's laughter echoing in his mind.

He had lost this bet, like all the ones he made... he wasn't good at gambling with fate. Points of light sang and danced around him... the moment had come. "Ill give him to you... the way he asked me to. He never wanted to leave your side." The man before her straightened and brought his hands together at his center. A greenish glow began to blaze bright over his calloused palms.