The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation Novel

---- 322. WE SURRENDER VALERIA | have to confess, | feel melancholy and sometimes even old. When did my little family grow so much? Even my two little pups, who just a few years ago clung to my skirt, now look for any chance to go off on adventures. | hope Aldric comes back today, because Silas showed up saying they'd won the war and everything turned out fine with Lyra and Drakkar. What a tangle my family is, and how fast the fledglings are flying the nest.

| look with nostalgia, through the carriage window, at this incredible new territory, the Continent of the Centuries and the Men of Winter. | never imagined that a little she-wolf full of traumas like me would get to witness the grandeur of this universe. The Goddess's different creations... | feel grateful for having been brave, for having said yes, for having taken the risks... ---- "Don't worry about the rebels, Valeria, I'm sure your boys are toying with them." | look ahead, at Queen Raven. "Im not worried about them, but rather about the poor swamp," | said with a sigh.

"Truth is, | even feel sorry for those wretched sorcerers," Nyx snorts, full of mockery. "You shouldn't pity them, little one." Raven patted the hand she had resting on her lap. Both sat side by side. "You can't imagine how arrogant they've always been with us; not one of them would defend you if he knew what Edmund wanted to do to you!" | watch the interaction between mother-in-law and daughter-in- law. Honestly, I'm relieved for Nyx and the in-laws she brought with her.

Despite the stumbles with her mate, I see her with shining, love- struck eyes, and she gets along with them It shows that Raven and Amber have grown very fond of her. Not just because she's my granddaughter, but Nyx is a very good pup. ---- The one who isn't very happy, to say the least, is Sigrid, because she already knows Nyx wants to stay here. It's the most logical thing. Her mate Aidan is the future Alpha King of this Continent, Druid of the Men of Winter, and she'll be his Selenia Queen. Mom is ecstatic that the Selenia seed is spreading to the far reaches and beyond.

| only wish for them to be happy, for just a magic doorway to separate me from them. My descendants, the family | built with sacrifice and love. "We're arriving," Raven's voice pulls me out of my thoughts. "I'm sure King Aldric has already met up with the boys." She adds, and the volatile combination of those three, without me in the middle, makes every hair on my body stand on end. "You can't imagine how mischievous lycans can be..." And as always... | should've bitten my tongue. It was a matter of setting foot in that pack and hearing, in the distance, some very familiar roars.

"Don't tell me they're fighting here!" | exclaimed, urgency ---- whipping my soul | grabbed my skirt and jumped off the boat that was ferrying us across the lagoon to the main island. "Wait, Vale!" Raven called to me, but | didn't stop because | already feared the disaster. "Let her go, or they'll end up ruining poor Hakon's swamp.. Nyx's voice trails behind as | speed away. | sweep past the wooden palisade like a gale, not even giving the gate warriors time to see me. Just a golden flash and black mist hunting its prey.

Raven feathers float in the air; | follow the scent of their blood, their roars, the sounds of blows, and | get angrier and angrier. | see them in the distance, wreaking havoc and smashing trees like two savages, despite my having spent years teaching those two some manners. I catch, as if in slow motion, the swamp's Alpha sprinting in, furious, fangs out and ready to intervene. "LEAVE THEM TO ME!" | roar in his mind, and | see the jolt in his eyes. ---- He hasn't even seen me, but he will very soon. | summon my Selenia magic and leap with my arms.

outstretched, where black feathers help lift me into the heights. Without any mercy, | turn my energy into golden bolts and drop hard between them, destructively. jBBOOOMM! "Run, Fenrir!" "Fuck, there's no time! Mom, we surrender, we surrender!" But it's already too late to ask for forgiveness and even less to escape. | hear them pleading as they try to flee my wrath; they know running will be worse for them. But their survival instinct makes them move, or they'll get fried by the bolts streaking down. "IF YOU DARE TO RUN IT'LL BE WORSE! STAY WHERE YOU ARE AND SHIFT OUT OF YOUR BEAST FORMS!

NOW!!!"