The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation Novel

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Something in my chest demanded it, screamed that I could not let

him fall into anyone else’s hands.

My head pounded, my emotions spiraled out of control, and the

Goddess’s words echoed relentlessly in my mind.

There was no doubt. This was the man I had to save.

What connection did he have to the future?

Ididn’t know.

But she told me there would be signs, and what greater sign than

this—than this desperation, this overwhelming certainty?

‘And yet, my hope was crushed in an instant.

"2 million gold coins!" a commanding voice rang out from one of

the booths as its curtain was drawn open.

A woman stepped into the light—-breathtaking, mature, her

chestnut-brown hair cascading in soft curls down to her hips.

Her sharp olive-green eyes held a defiant gleam, her posture

exuding challenge, as if daring anyone to outbid her.

Who would dare surpass the obscene offer of Lucrecia Silver?

I clenched my teeth, my fingers digging into the armrests.

I didn’t have that much gold readily available—not without

requesting it from Morgana. And she would never approve such a

ridiculous sum for a mere slave.

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Lucrecia was her father’s spoiled princess, which was why she

spent money like water.

Acold, murderous wind blew from behind me.

Damn it! I had forgotten about Silas!

My mind was split in too many directions at once, my gaze

flickering between the bound man on stage and my slave standing

far too still behind me.

I pressed a hand to my chest—I was losing control.

Electra fought harder than ever against the prison I had built for

her soul.

"Anyone else willing to outbid the lovely Lady Lucrecia Silver?"

The auctioneer taunted, despite the murmurs of protest and envy

rippling through the audience.

Few were willing to pay that much for an elemental, no matter how

exquisite he was.

"Step outside and wait for me discreetly," I turned to Silas—and as

Thad suspected, he had already moved, standing dangerously close

to the curtain’s edge.

He was staring at Lucrecia in a way that would send chills down

anyone’s spine.

"T said leave. I know what you want, but this is neither the time nor

the place," I stepped forward, blocking his line of sight.

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We were nearly pressed together, whispering, his raw emotions

seething—pure hatred and rage pouring from him.

If we stayed like this any longer, Lucrecia would inevitably notice

this booth.

las," I grabbed his chin, forcing him to face me.

That single golden eye darted wildly, madness clawing its way to

the surface,

"Look at me. Just look at me."

I murmured, acting purely on instinct. His ragged breathing began

to steady, his pupils constricting until they locked onto mine.

Our breaths mingled, darkness swallowing us whole, shielding us

from the outside world.

"[ know you want revenge. I won’t stop you. But I didn’t pull you

from death just so you could throw yourself onto her platter like a

sacrificial lamb. This isn’t... your moment."

I whispered through gritted teeth.