The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation Novel

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GAINING TIME NARRATOR Aldric turned, watching as the dark mist began to stir violently.

Whirlwinds formed within it, spiraling upward into the sky, stretching to cover everything above them.

Daylight, suddenly, seemed to be swallowed by the darknessonly fear and shadow remained, seething with hatred and vengeance.

The waters of the lake churned restlessly, blackening, as if veins.

spread across the surface, weaving a web of corruption.

The lake began to harden, solidifying it was the last barrier separating them from whatever was about to emerge from that prison.

azarot, we must give our pup as much time as possible." Standing atop the hill, Aldrics storm-gray eyes flickered toward the rear ranks, away from the danger of the front lines, behind the army.

There, the three Selenias were waiting for their moment.

He and his army had to buy them time.

And if she fails, Aldric? I wont just stand by and watch her be in danger." "If she fails, we have no choice but to face the King of Specters.

For all our sakes, I hope he remembers his mate." ---- see "Mother!" "Do not leave your position, Valeria! No matter what happens, do not move!" Gabrielle shouted as her daughter took a step toward her.

Her chest achedyears, centuries of holding back, of enduring, had worn her down She had nothing left to give.

They stood on the slope of a distant mountain, a vantage point offering a panoramic view of the battlefield.

Valeria watched her mother anxiouslyand even more so, her daughter.

She prayed to the Goddess, hoping that, at long last, she would forgive the sins of the Selenias.

No one here was without fault, not even the Deity.

"['m fine, Valeria.

Stay focused, or this could go very wrong." Valeria nodded bravely.

Sigrid, prepare yourself! I will recover all the power of the selenias, and then your mother and I will pass it on to you," Gabrielle declared to her granddaughter, who stood positioned before them.

Sigrid clenched her fists, more than ready.

---- The three of them formed a triangle, with Sigrid at the spears tip, standing at the edge of the battlefield.

Her gaze remained fixed on the dark, hostile horizon.

Then, Gabrielle began to chant the ancient incantations.

Golden and black magic swirled around her, and suddenly, flocks of ravens appeared from nowhere, circling above the Selenias and the warriors, cawing in urgent, warning cries.

Danger was approaching, "Kryssal anthor mael, Selenia venath mor tallen savir! Selenia venath mor tallen savir! TALLEN SAVIR!" Gabrielle called forth the power of hundreds of Selenias, summoning them home again and again.

Quinn listened, standing in his formidable lyean form, his heart clenched tight, giving her all his strength through their bond.

The sun vanished completely.

Through the storm clouds, streaks of silver moonlight began to pierce through, forcing their way in, breaking the darkness apart.

Valeria and Sigrids voices joined Gabrielle's.

Over and over, their prayers rose into the heavens.

The runic circle beneath their feet ignited in radiant light.

The wind carried their enchantments, and everyone could hear them.