The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation Novel

---- Most witches ended up pairing with sorcerers who could amplify their magic or had something in common with them, even if they weren't destined mates.

Of course, there were also mixed pairings with other races, like her mothers fortunate match.

"[ won't die over it, either," Lavinia whispered, dismissing the thought.

---- Thirty years was nothing in a lifespan of hundreds, and contrary to what everyone assumed, she couldnt care less about finding her mate.

Her sister had always been the romantic one, the one who dreamed of her destined partner.

Lavinia, on the other hand, loved the freedom of doing things alone, of experimenting with her transmigration magic.

She dreamed of traveling to mysterious, incredible places.

Lavinia had a strong feeling that beyond the veil of this world, there were other realms, other beings, other lands.

She could go as far as she wanted, if only her ancestors' research hadnt been left unfinished, It wasnt easy, and she herself was growing frustrated.

suddenly, the obsidian pendant around her neck grew so hot it began burning her skin.

"Shit! What the hell?" She yanked at the chain, checking her chest, where a searing red mark had been left behind.

She looked at the stone, which flickered between multiple colors.

Something was happening! She sprinted toward the tallest tower in the castle, leaning out of the arched window to scan the horizon, her gaze locking onto the mountain pass.

Her instincts screamed at her.

Something massive was about to unfold in that mysterious, uncharted place.

---- | have to go," Lavinia decided on the spot.

"Theres a disturbance.

Some specters are escaping toward the mountain pass.

Im coming with you." Laziels voice suddenly rang behind her, startling her.