The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation Novel

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Thadn’t thought of that. Who didn’t know how to ride?

"Damn it, I keep making this harder for myself. Come on, my

troublesome Silas, I’ll have to take you with me," I sighed in

resignation, hearing his steady footsteps follow me

Honestly, I was amazed by his resilience. Yesterday, he had been on

the brink of death, and today, while not fully recovered, he wasn’t

doing too badly for an elemental.

"T’m vacating the room," I informed the innkeeper.

"You are always welcome, Your Ladyship, whenever you wish..." he

said with his usual false reverence.

Iwalked toward the stable, feeling slightly irritated, where they

were already bringing out my horse.

“alright, I’ll mount first, and this stablehand will help you up

"No, I... can do it myself," he replied, his voice low and serious.

I gestured for the stablehand to leave.

"You do realize you’ll have to touch me when you get on, right?" I

pointed out, even considering making him walk, but that was

impossible. The journey was too long—he’d arrive the day after

tomorrow if I waited for him.

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think I can do it if it’s you, my lady," he confessed, though he

didn’t sound very convinced.

Tnodded and climbed onto the horse, taking the reins, then

extended my arm to him.

"Come on, get up."

He hesitated for a second, staring at my hand, his entire body

screaming resistance.

Iwas being more than patient. The real Electra would have already

cut his head off slowly and certainly wouldn’t have soiled her

precious hand with a slave’s

She would have been the one to feel repulsed at being touched by

this defective elemental.

At last, I felt his rough grip, his palm damp with sweat, trembling

slightly.

"Put your foot in the stirrup and push yourself up," I instructed.

He obeyed, succeeding after several attempts.

He was strong and intelligent.

‘The warmth of his body immediately pressed against my back. I

tried to shift forward as much as possible, but there was no way to

avoid my hips brushing against his lap.

“| won’t ride too fast, but you need to hold onto something, If you

don’t want to grab my waist, then hold onto the back of the seat,"

I told him, nudging the horse forward slightly.

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His posture remained rigid, his hands apparently gripping the

leather saddle instead.

"Hold on tight. If you fall, you’re staying behind. Hah!"

1 flicked the reins, and the black stallion galloped through the

stable doors, heading toward the dirt road.

I wasn’t entirely sure where the auction was—only the name of the

city—so I was headed in that direction.

In my excitement over the open road and the pleasure of riding

such a magnificent animal, I forgot I had a companion as stiff as a

board clinging nervously to my back

‘The horse reared slightly when a fox darted out from the forest,

crossing our path. As I controlled the reins, two strong hands

suddenly seized my waist.

I said nothing and continued riding, but the sensation of a man

pressed so closely against me, his warm breath constantly fanning

the back of my neck, felt... strange.