The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation Novel

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And then—I saw him.

In the far corner, he was still there. The elemental man, still bound.

Drawn by an unexplainable pull, I moved toward him. He was no

longer hidden beneath the velvet cloth.

His damp blue eyes locked onto mine, filled with fear. From his

gagged mouth came nothing but muffled sobs.

Goddess, give me a sign—help me. How can I save him here and

now? If Lucrecia takes him.

"Magnificent, isn’t he?"

The sultry voice behind me made me flinch.

Thad been so focused on him that I hadn’t noticed her approach.

‘The scent of menthol smoke drifted into my nose, accompanied by

the oppressive aura of a very powerful witch.

"He certainly is. Would you sell him to me for double?" I turned,

bluffing, lifting my chin and facing the abominable Lucrecia.

She smirked mockingly, her full lips curling as she took a slow drag

from a black cigarette holder, her green-olive eyes gleaming with

superiority.

She strolled beside me in her high-heeled black leather boots, her

dress elegant—too glamorous for my taste.

Everything about her was black—even the heavy choker encrusted

with gleaming stones, and the delicate lace gloves covering her

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fine hands

Her overpowering perfume nearly made me sneeze.

"Next time, I won’t just invite Morgana—I’ll send you an

invitation too, dear. I didn’t know you enjoyed such... carnal

pleasures."

Her tone was condescending, as if speaking to a child.

"Mmm, don’t cry, my precious blondie—we’re going to have so

much fun together.

I watched her step toward him.

With an almost affectionate touch, she gently wiped the tears from

his cheeks, like a lover would.

It only made him panic more—his sobs growing louder, his

shoulders shaking, his entire body trembling.

Lucrecia’s intoxicating beauty fooled no one—the malice in those

exotic eyes seeped from her very core.

"Oh, please—don’t tell me you’re one of those weak little

crybabies. Mmm, how I miss my rebellious white-haired pet."

I tensed at her words, hearing her sigh wistfully.

I prayed she wasn’t talking about the white-haired man I was

thinking of.

"What should I do with you? You’re not being obedient. I told you

to shut up!"

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Without warning, she slapped him across the face—brutally.

‘The sudden shift in her demeanor left me stunned.

She was an absolute psychopath.