The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation Novel

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LET'S GO TO THE RESCUE KATHERINE This was the most bizarre and insane situation of my entire existence.

And yet, I was starting to realize that he didnt seem to want to hurt me.

I mean, how much sniffing and licking did he need before taking a bite? I dared to open my eyes just a crack, only to find dark fur dominating my vision.

My heart pounded wildly, and I felt the heat of his breath and the dampness of his nose...

inside my cleavage.

Iwas speechless.

Had I just escaped one pervert only to end up with another? A ridiculous thought crossed my dazed mindI needed to get out of this situation, find Lavinia.

If he was going to eat me, he should just get it over with.

My trembling hand inched upward, millimeter by millimeter.

I felt so small with this massive beast looming over me.

My fingers twitched uncontrollably, reaching toward his...

his...

where was I even touching? His snout? No, no.

What if he suddenly opened his mouth? The image of those fangs, the carnageit was all too fresh in my mind.

---- His ears? Too high.

His neck? Just as I finally decided to touch him, mere millimeters away, he lifted his massive head and locked eyes with me again.

T swear I was this close to pissing myself.

My hand froze mid-air I didnt even dare to breathe too hard.

I was terrified, yet at the same time, overwhelmed by a flood of strange, undefinable emotions.

In slow motion, I watched him glance at my shaking hand, which, from all the trembling, practically looked like it was waving goodbye.

He leaned toward it slowly, his ruby eyes studying both me and my outstretched limb I thought about pulling it back, certain he'd rip it off.

My gaze darted toward the bloody severed arm discarded nearby, and panic once again crushed any bravery I had left.

But before I could break into a hysterical scream, something soft and fluffy pressed against my dirty palm, still smeared with dried blood.

That untamed beast gently brushed the side of his powerful snout against my hand, almost as if he was asking to be pettedlike a damn domesticated animal.

I dared to push my insanity further.

My rigid fingers started moving, threading through the thick, dark fur, slowly gaining confidence.