The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation Novel

---- EXISTED!" Alpha Hakon's booming voice rang out from high on a branch. His threatening eyes locked specifically on Fenrir. It almost felt like a message meant for him. But the prince was focused on his own thing. And above all, pissed, because he'd seen his twin sneaking kisses with his mate while he was about to go get his ass soaked in those muddy waters, thanks to his big mouth. "ON YOUR MARKS...!" "Pup, remember that Mom will always be with you," Valeria's voice slipped into his thoughts before the final call.

"Go!" Hakon shouted, and like the other ten participants, they each sprinted toward the outside of the palisade. The first test was to snag, on one of the banks, any of the five boats available. Fenrir didn't really get what his mother meant... only that he started running at full speed. He didn't know the swamp like those warriors did, didn't have ---- their advantages, but he was a lycan and had superior genes. In the run, his ears sharpened, soon swallowed by a cold mist and the darkness of the giant trees. You could barely see, even with his enhanced vision.

"| hear something rocking on the water!" Gale warned him, and Fenrir moved that way. Soon he hit the right shore, and there were only two boats and two guys passed out. Looked like they'd fought each other. They were getting ahead of him. These men knew shortcuts and swamp tricks he didn't. The worst part was what he found when he reached the boats. One had been punctured and was already sinking, and the other... "Fuck, that's disgusting...

and I'll bet anything they're venomous." They both stared at the snakes coiling in the bottom They made his scalp tingle, seeing all those bodies writhing over one another. The shiny bands meant they were poisonous. ---- "Look, he's not far!" The sound of oars and the shape of a skiff fading into the fog revealed the saboteur had just taken off. Plus, footsteps were coming from the forest. "If he didn't get himself poisoned and dumped them in here, then I'm giving them back to him." Fenrir was a man of quick decisions, and not just the kind that landed him in trouble.

He grabbed two oars left on the bank and jumped into the boat. The chase was on.