The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation Novel

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13. SEDUCING MY ANGRY FEMALE

NARRATOR

Drakkar found himself being dragged into yet another madness by

the woman who barely reached his chest.

The sun had already set, and night was falling around them;

walking through the jungle in the dark was practically suicide

"Pl go first." Drakkar pulled her behind him, alert, stepping into

the dark hole marked by the beast's territorial scent.

"Did you see how sexy our mate looked today while hunting?

Goddess, when he jumped from that tree..."

Lyra followed silently behind Drakkar, though in her head, Aztoria

wouldn't shut up.

She thought her wolf was about to show her the heroic battle

memory again. But no-the she-wolf's eyes had been fixed under

the warrior's leather skirt.

Lyra blushed at the "vision" of the flying sausage with two eggs.

"Holy goddess, you're such a pervert, Aztoria," she said, ending

the conversation with her lustful wolf.

"There are no other animals around, and the warning scent will

keep this cave safe for a while," Drakkar said after inspecting the

wide cavern.

But Lyra looked at the pile of dung and bones. The suffocating

stench made her want to throw up.

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She was about to suggest they go look for useful plants for

tomorrow's hunt, but something on the back wall caught her

attention.

"Don't you feel it's way too hot in here?" she said as she walked

deeper into the darkness.

Using their wolf vision, they both reached a hidden crack deep

within the cave.

"something was keeping that beast guarding this place. This heat

is coming from somewhere."

Following their instincts, they entered the narrow passage where

Drakkar could barely stand upright. Sharp rocks scratched at his

skin.

But when they reached the other side, after squeezing through the

tight gap, both were left speechless.

It was another cave, even bigger, filled with columns holding up

the ceiling

Sunlight filtered in from somewhere, and the best part-pools of

steaming water created a misty atmosphere.

"They're hot springs!" Lyra ran excitedly to check out the pools,

some bubbling, others not as hot.

"Don't go in, Lyra, you might burn yourself!" Drakkar rushed

toward her as she dipped her hand in one.

She was way too trusting with everything!

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"This one's not that hot!

We can have a proper bath!" Lyra

laughed. A treasure-a real treasure, this hidden cave!

Her wolf had already confirmed there was no danger, so Lyra was

ready to scrub off all the grime.

She started to tie up her hair and pull down her sleeves, but

suddenly remembered something very important.

Behind her was a wild wolf devouring her with his eyes.

She could feel him watching her silently, and she hadn't forgotten

she had an unresolved matter with her mate.

She lifted the skirt of her dress without undressing, slipped her

hands underneath, and grabbed her panties between her fingers.

slowly, she pulled them down her legs and over her boots.

Behind her, all she heard was silence, but the scent in the air had

changed-her honeysuckle aroma now mixing with the steam.

Holding her panties in one hand and clutching her dress, her legs

exposed to a scandalous height, she half-turned to speak.

"Can you help me loosen the straps in the back?" she asked

sweetly, hearing the soft steps and feeling that huge body nearly

touching her.

Clumsy fingers started undoing the corset, fumbling with the

tricky garment but doing it patiently.

His heavy breath fell on Lyra's neck, and she even felt him lean in a

few times just to smell her.