The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation Novel

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WE ARE NOT DESTINED SIGRID The flashbacks of my moans, Silass, my voice saying I needed to go to the bathroom...

oh, for the love of the Goddess Could I just die right here, right now? Please...

I thought about dismissing her quickly and getting out of this incredibly awkward moment, but Silas beat me to it, stepping toward her.

I tensed and followed, hoping he wouldnt disobey me on this otherwise, Id really be pissed.

silas, I called sharply, but he didnt respond.

Instead, he yanked my cloak off the girls shoulders with rough hands.

Dont touch my ladys things, he snapped at her, his tone full of authority.

and stop bothering her with your presence.

Head down that hall to the servant quarters.

Her Ladyship will give you orders tomorrow.

Despite her clear fear, the girl stayed frozen, trembling, casting me furtive, anxious glances as my frown deepened.

But...

but Your Ladyship chose me to serve her...

in bed...

What?! Silas took a step toward her, speaking through gritted teeth, and the air suddenly recked of murder.

---- Damn it, damn it! That's enough! Enough! I quickly stepped between them.

This slave had no sense of self-preservation.

Go to the servant quarters, and if you say anything about what you saw or heard here, I'll personally rip your tongue out.

Understood? I threatened, though I doubted she actually understood anything.

She nodded immediately, her eyes red with tears.

Go! Now! And she bolted down the hall.

Isighed, rubbing my forehead.

Id deal with her later.

This whole rescuing slaves thing was eating up half my life.

show them alittle kindness, and they'd cling to you, trying to please you, knowing that supernatural beings only wanted them for one thing.

Sex, orgies, and pleasure, She just wanted to keep her spot in this mansion.

Did Silas think the same? Did he have that need to thank the only person who'd shown him a bit of kindness? For now, when I turned around, his face was dark, frustrated, and cruel.