The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation Novel

---- divided, and each of us had her own independent and private quarters.

I walked through the cold hallways, filled with ghastly decorations on the wallsmounted animal heads and antiques of all kinds.

Climbing the stairs to the highest tower, I entered Electras room.

Goddess...

the moment I shut the door, away from the eyes of the servants, slaves, or whatever they were, I let myself fall onto the massive canopy bed, sighing deeply.

Thope I did the right thing, Mom, Dad...

How worried must they be? Where could my real physical body be? They must be desperate.

Mom will cry her heart out, and Dad...

I dont know if I made this decision too impulsively.

The thoughts swirled in my soul, but I forcibly calmed myself because this woman was a powerful witch.

If L let my guard down even alittle, if I lost control, she could imprison me and take back her body.

I stood up and walked step by step toward a full-length mirror in the corner.

When I looked at my reflection, I was stunned.

short hair, just like mine, brushing her neck, black with fine silver highlights, and cruel green eyes staring back at me.

Her features were eerily similar to mine, and I recalled hearing this name too many times before.

---- 189, DEFECTIVE CHILDREN SIGRID The carriage came to a stop, and I heard Grimm greeting some men, followed by the sound of iron gates opening, and then we were on the move again.

I pulled back the curtain with my finger, where a massive emerald ring gleamed, and immediately, the guards lowered their heads in respect.

We passed through mighty walls that granted access to a city filled with villas, stone, and wooden houses.

The streets buzzed with life, the aroma of food mingling with the shouts of merchants calling out their wares in the market.

All the cultivated fields and everything within these walls belonged to the fief of the De La Croix family of sorceresses.

Three sisters: the eldest and current head of the castle, Morgana De La Croix; the middle one, Drusilla De La Croix; and the youngest, the woman whose consciousness I kept imprisoned while I occupied her body with my primordial spiritElectra De La Croix.

"T want to rest.

No one is to disturb me." T gave my orders and moved forward, following the memories, crossing the outer courtyard where we had stopped, and passing through the enormous entrance doors into my domain, The only good thing about all this was that the castle was well-