The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation Novel

---- 297. WHO'S MORE IMPORTANT HERE? NARRATOR "And my brother with Lavi?!" Lyra remembered at the last second and shouted to Silas before he vanished. Where had Laziel and Lavinia gone? "They're fine, don't worry. They'll show up later." Those stunning golden eyes got lost in the darkness, but they kept silently warning Drakkar. Ex-God or whatever he was, if he hurt his child, Silas would skip the warnings and go straight to action. With a cloud of blackness, the Specter King disappeared into nothing, swallowed by the carpeted floor. "I'm done here too.

I'm too old to be babysitting skirts," Aldric snorted, heading toward Lyra despite Drakkar's oppressive aura. Even Aldric would have a hard time getting close, but no one would keep him from his blood. He kissed Lyra on the forehead, and she leaned toward him affectionately, brushing a hand over his short reddish beard. Drakkar's warning growl deepened. He couldn't help it. ---- "Save your fangs for enemies. I'm her grandfather, so tough luck if you don't like me kissing my granddaughter," he told Drakkar with dangerous eyes. Lyra got alittle nervous, thinking she might have to step in.

But Drakkar only huffed and nodded, tugging her back to him, practically strangling her waist, yet without snapping anything rude at the Lycan King. "All right, if everything's clear, I'll go tell Vale and your mother that this whole Gods business ended without further trouble," Aldric took his leave without much flourish. Even he no longer saw the fun in being away from his mate for so long. His head nearly brushed the top of the canvas as he strode off with powerful steps.

"Cedrick, how about some beers with me at that tavern you mentioned?!" he roared to the other mountain of muscle and testosterone. "Let's invite Vale and Raven." "Sure, and my little daughter-in-law should come too, since Amber can't drink while she's pregnant," Cedrick yanked his boy by the arm. So many years away from Aidan, and now he wouldn't even let ---- him pee alone. Aidan, for his part, made a face of resignation. He wanted to escape those two old monsters so he could be as horny as Drakkar and go feel up his Nyx in private.

Vincent was lucky to have Amber pregnant all to himself, the perfect excuse to lock themselves in their room all day. Looked like Aidan would have to steal his female and disappear ona veeeery long trip Take a page from Drakkar, who was also leaving, practically dragging his mate like a predator with its harmless prey. Who knows what they'd do in secret. "Dracomir, make sure the next war is more fun!" Cedrick shouted from outside before ordering the horses to leave. The passage between the continents was already open.

They were so loud and yet inspired so much strength At their side, no battle looked hard. Dracomir twisted his mouth, not sure whether to laugh or cry. He still remembered how they tore through the battlefield and even divvied up the enemies. ---- What he'd thought impossible-what had cost him even his relationship-got resolved in less than a day. "Wait..." he remembered suddenly that he wanted to ask them for some advice on running the realm. He frowned, sighing. Well, maybe they weren't the best option.

| mean, each of them had a continent, and here they were, neglecting their thrones to go "have fun." His gaze then drifted to the vampire still reading in the corner, as if none of this concerned him. "What are you staring at?" Zarek lifted his eyes to skewer him. "Nothing interesting. Can you bring Victoria to me already?" His woman had been taken to where the women of her family were gathered. With everyone leaving, Dracomir started getting anxious at the thought she might abandon him.

"Why do you want my daughter to come if your realm is still a mess?" Zarek raised a brow, snapping the book shut. "We'll fix it, but together... she's my partner," the last line came out through clenched teeth. ---- The lycan beast's pupils narrowed. "Prince, | don't want to fight you. You're important to Victoria..." "I'm her father. I'm the most important one to her," he clarified, rising to his feet. The air began to crackle again, like a storm was rolling in. "And I'm her mate. I'm not going to let you pull her away from me!" Dracomir roared in anger.

"| don't care about your immortal army, your power, your threats ... | will fight for her to the death!" The central wooden beam boomed with his roar. He said it with such conviction that even the vampire prince swallowed the poison he'd been ready to fling in the wolf's face. Truthfully, he liked that the Lord was willing to do anything for Victoria. They stood there staring each other down, measuring one another, on a thin line between understanding and a point of no return. Dracomir saw him open his mouth and braced for the next snub from his father-in-law.

---- Apparently, pathological jealousy was like a contagious disease in this family. 1 "My daughter and you..." "Dracomir...!" The tent flap was pushed aside, and Zarek's words got stuck in his throat.