The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation Novel

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THE VICTORIOUS WARRIOR NARRATOR Lyra frowned when she saw what the gray wolf had dragged back to the tribe with great effort.

"Help him!" the Alpha roared, thrilled.

First, because hed finally get that annoying woman off his sons back, and second, because what a great catch! If he'd known that competing for females would push the males to hunt like suicidal maniacs, he wouldve done it sooner! Ran shifted into his human form, puffed up by all the admiration and stareseveryone already saw him as the winner.

"Ran, how did you manage to hunt this giant?!" "Ran, dont you wanna be my mate?!" "Yeah, Ran, look! Ive got nothing to envy that foreign female!"" The warrior looked at the women throwing themselves at him with disgust.

Maybe before he would've been flattered, but who told them that with those dark spots, yellow teeth, and greasy, tangled hair they could even compare to Lyras beauty? ---- Still, as he walked toward the woman he already considered his, he remembered Veraks proposal.

But Ran was in heaven and had no intention of coming down.

The witch had given him a dark brew that filled him with powerful energyhe felt invincible, though she warned him it wouldnt last forever.

He got lucky that a wounded Brontocérax had crossed his path.

The beast was fleeing, barely alive, and he finished it off.

No one needed to know the details, and when he looked into Lyras silver eyes, he decided that if the witch had given him a shot, he wasnt handing her over to Verak.

"Lyra, L...

What do you think of me?" He showed off every bit of himself, fully naked, so the female could see exactly what she was getting.

"T have a hut, you can move in whenever you want..." "stop being so shameless and put some clothes on," the females growl shut down all his charm.

His "little buddy" shrank as soon as he saw her fierce canines, scared it might get bitten off.

"You cant go back on your word! I hunted the biggest prey! You have to obey the laws of the" ---- "For heavens sake, that...

thats Drakkar..." "Whats he holding in his hand?" Hearing the murmurs, Lyra shoved the exhibitionist wolf aside and stepped forward, eyes fixed on the entrance of the pack Walking against the sunlight came the brave warrior, his face still dripping with blood.

He looked more beast than man.

Dragging behind him the massive paw of his prey.

In the other hand, the Brontocérax shield, cracked in several places, showing just how fierce the fight had been.

It was obvious who the winner wasand it wasnt Ran.

"IT HAS TO BE A TRICK! THERES NO WAY DRAKKAR HUNTED A.

DRACOTELION! WHERES THE REST OF THE BODY?!" Verak couldnt believe what he was seeing.

The whole pack went silent, stunned by the ongoing drama.

"Drakkar!" Lyra didnt care about anything elsejust her mates wounds.

"Oh no, look what they did to him!" Aztoria screamed dramatically.

"Lyra," Drakkar rasped as he called her name, throwing the bloody paw to the ground.