The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation Novel

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TYING LOOSE ENDS DUKE THESIO sir, I saw everything from the shadows.

Luckily, I hadnt entered the camp yet.

They came like a plague and wiped out our men! The Duke of Everhart led the charge...

listened to my soldiers report, pacing like a caged beast inside my study.

He hadnt even had time to warn Arthur about the retreat.

Truth be told, deep down, I was relieved they had Killed him rather than taken him hostage as a witness.

Now, he could serve as my scapegoat.

Twould deny everything.

It was better to be seen as an incompetent Duke than to be linked to witchcraft and my plans to ruin Elliot.

Damn it! BAM! Tkicked the chair in fury.

So much money invested in raw materials and bribes, and what I stole from Elliot barely compensated for itit had all gone into feeding my soldiers.

I feared the Regents men would pay me a visit at any moment.

Knock, knock, knock.

I froze at the sound at the door.

---- shut up, I signaled to the soldier and motioned for him to open it.

yes? someone is asking for your lordship...

T told you not to disturb me! Are you deaf? I stormed toward the door and yanked it open.

This better be imporBrenda? Iwas stunned to see the woman standing beside my butler.

She pulled back her heavy hood, revealing her face.

She hesitated [ apologize for disturbing you, your excellency.

for a moment.

Her presence here, on my lands, told me she had considered my proposal.

My dear, I must finish something quickly.

Wait for me in the private salon.

Show her the way and treat her as the lady of the house, I ordered the butler.

I met her beautiful eyes for a brief second, and for the first time since I had known her, I saw something more than just disgust.

I watched as she walked away.

Now that Brenda was inside my castle, an idea formed in my mind.

But first things first.

Lets continue, I said to the soldier, shutting the door myself and locking it.

---- As he resumed his account of the massacre at the camp and how lucky he was to have avoided it, I leaned against my desk, my back to him, and grasped the sharp letter opener in my hand.

Islid the blade inside my sleeve.

yell done.

You did very well, I said, stepping forward, standing tall in front of him, my chest puffed with pride.

One hand rested on his shoulder, while the other gripped the handle of the letter opener firmly.

Thank you, sir.

And dont worryI swear on my honor that I'll keep my mouth shut about what happened, he added, full of confidence I never doubted it for a second.

I know very well you wouldnt betray me.

Before he could realize my intentions, I swiftly lifted my arm, rolling the weapon smoothly in my palm.

The sharp tip plunged into the side of his neck in one swift motion, releasing a high-pressure stream of blood that I quickly covered with my sleeve.