The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation

---- "We'll find them. You can't run forever," Lyra replied with a slight frown. "Maybe when you recover all of it, we'll finally understand where that insane power comes from, the one that can turn wild wolves into werewolves." She had always thought their race was born from the Moon Goddess, but this world had different origins. Lyra could feel it-they were getting closer to the truth. So, they set off in search of it.noveldrama

RE In the Southern High Pack, William was chosen as the new Alpha, officially elevated. And with him, his female became Luna. Nana believed she had finally found her place, bringing her people to join the new pack. But fate still had a few good surprises in store for her. Little Lorencita bawled her eyes out when it was time to say goodbye to Drakkar and Lyra, but the moment had come. "Thank you for welcoming me into your pack," Lyra bowed respectfully.

Despite the rocky beginning, they'd become special friends. ---- Drakkar, however, felt no sorrow. His home was Lyra, and he'd never felt like he belonged to Fertile Valley. see So, they set out in search of the remaining ice crystals. Some had already been found by other packs, while others were scattered deep in the jungle. Memento went with them to the other High Packs as a mediator, helping the other priests understand that the true owner had come to claim what was his.

No one even dared to resist especially not in front of Khalumn's war form. 'The priest eventually returned to his own territory, watching them disappear into the dense jungle. Their journey took nearly a month of adventures. Finally, the palace doors opened to welcome them. "Brother!" Lyra had just been led into the throne room with her mate. Laziel pulled back the annoying veil and dropped the whole " mysterious" act. Drakkar growled a little when he saw his mate hugging that handsome male.

---- He knew they were siblings, but he still didn't like the scent of another man on Lyra. "Lyra, you finally made it," was Laziel's "warm" response. "What?! You didn't even miss me alittle? Oh right, you were so. hey, babe, what are you-?!" Lyra pouted as her fur cloak was yanked from behind and she was pulled into a possessive embrace. "You must be Drakkar," Laziel said, totally unfazed by the warning flashing in the male's eyes. He was more than used to that sort of thing in his family.

In fact, he didn't want anyone near Lavinia either... who, by the way, was still hiding behind the throne. "Pm Drakkar. And you must be Laziel, the so-called 'Wolf King'," he growled through gritted teeth. "Easy, babe, that's my brother," Lyra whispered, feeling him sniffing at her neck. Men... seriously "That's me," Laziel answered as flat and neutral as he could. "Eeeeh, Lavinia, you plan to keep picking lint off that chair all day? " Lyra called out teasingly from across the room.