The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation Novel

---- Who would've said this out-of-the-way corner of the Realm would become a place where so many wild, incredible things happened? Hakon had even received requests from new members when he'd thought his pack would die out for lack of people. "Son... we're counting on you." Aldric clapped Fenrir on the shoulder like he was sending him into a death match. "| won't let you down, Father,' Fenrir answered, eyes blazing, then went to kiss his mother's forehead. "Fenrir... you know I'd never leave you stranded, right?" Valeria whispered in his ear when she hugged him, then winked. "Thanks, Mommy.

I'll be introducing your daughter-in-law soon," he replied, suspecting his mother had something up her sleeve. She had, but Valeria didn't give him any details. Fenrir leaned in to kiss her cheek again, but a hand grabbed his shoulder and shoved him away. "How about you stop getting your slobber on my woman and go find your own," Aldric said gruffly. He hated another male's scent on Valeria- even their sons', who weren't babies anymore. ---- Fenrir snorted, not paying much attention, and Valeria rolled her eyes.

"I'm going to go take a look at my prize and soften her up..." The redheaded lycan strode off toward where the females were getting ready. Aldric, for his part, tugged down his sleeve and gently wiped Valeria's cheek. "Seriously, honey?" she sighed, covered by the enormous shadow that was always at her side. "Very serious. You can only smell like me." Aldric leaned in and captured her lower lip, slow and erotic. A suggestive sound slipped out from the rich suck that was sending Valeria's hormones spinning. "aldric... we're in public," she panted, clutching his muscular chest.

"I'm covering you; they can't see. I'd never let anyone see that sexy look you get when your panties are getting wet." The tip of his tongue traced that mouth he would never get tired of worshipping. ---- Aldric was desperate to be alone with her, with no kids' problems or family drama. "Once we're out of this last sticky mess, the weddings, and the Mother of the Goddess, please tell me you'll go away with me on a trip, just the two of us." He proposed what he'd had in mind for a long time. Head tilted up, Valeria met those gray eyes, seductive and wild, that had conquered her.

Time didn't seem to have passed for Aldric. His surly, cold nature had grown younger and more expressive, like he'd been before calamity crashed through his life. Their mutual love and their family had healed both their wounds. Valeria slid her hands up and laced them behind his strong neck, standing on tiptoe, sheltered by the shadows. "Ill go with you anywhere, whenever you want, and to the ends of the earth if needed," the Selenia queen whispered against those sexy lips. Aldric's heart flipped in love, just like the first day.

His wolf, Azarot, glinted in his eyes, watching the female he ---- prized most. Aldric kissed her again, struggling not to kidnap her right now and go do crazy things between her legs. "You'd better reinforce that spell you cast so you don't get pregnant because, baby... I'm going to fill you up like an extra- large cream-filled bun." "How poetic you've become." A smile tugged at the corner of Valeria's mouth at her man's nonsense. "Didn't you say you wanted triplets?" "What?! Three more lycans glued to you? No, no- | surrender! Don't tell Silas, but | admit defeat.

The puppy factory is closed!" The Lycan King didn't want to share his Selenia anymore. From now on, it would just be them. Both of them smiled in complicity, with little pink hearts floating in the air. In the end, Aldric stood behind her, settling her back comfortably against his chest. "Okay, do you think it'll work?" he asked, watching the square lit by torchfire."