The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation Novel

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ZAFIRO NARRATOR From the second floor of the grand and glamorous Coral Mansion, a woman watched furtively from behind the heavy crimson curtain.

Brendas pupils shifted color the moment she spotted Elliot stepping out of the carriage.

Immediately, the night breeze carried to her those masculine, seductive pheromones exuding from that powerful, virile maleshe loved it.

But her excitement quickly faded when she saw him extend his hand to support a brown-haired woman accompanying him.

Brenda examined her closely, like a female assessing her rival.

She vaguely remembered seeing her beforethat pitiful creature who pretended to have a class she didnt possess.

But tonight...

she wasnt sure...

something about that woman seemed different.

She projected an aura of confidence, an indomitable self- assurance.

She wore a flowing, stunning blue gown.

The corset cinched her waist into a delicate silhouette.

The square neckline couldnt hide the sensual fullness of her breasts.

Did that idiot always have such a bust? Her face was adorned with delicate makeup, but it was far too natural, as if it were her own beauty rather than powders and brushstrokes.

Yet Brenda smirked upon spotting the jewel around her neck.

She scoffed, her mind spinning with wicked plans.

---- However, her gaze quickly returned to Elliot, and her brows furrowed again.

He held the woman by the arm as they ascended the entrance stairs through the garden.

That was the most alarming thingthe way her lover acted with his wife.

The way he looked at her, how his eyes driftedunintentionallyto the Duchesss lips when she smiled, to the curve of her breasts.

The Dukes hand would always slide possessively down to the womans waist whenever a man approached to greet them at the entrance.

Brenda grew uneasy.

Her she-wolf instincts screamed danger from every direction.

She had tolerated Thesios clinginess only to stay in Elliots good graces and fulfill the favor he had asked of her.

She also wanted to seize this opportunity to speak seriously with the Duke of Everhart.

She was no longer satisfied being just his lover.

She had waited patiently for Elliot, but she wasnt getting any younger, and they were bound by their secretsthey needed each other.

She couldnt understand why the Duke remained so fixated on that miserable marriage.

"Miss Brenda, a private message has arrived for you," her ladys maids voice pulled her from her chaotic thoughts.

Elliot had already entered the mansion with that woman.

Turning haughtily, furious, she nearly snatched the note from the maids