The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation

---- He had chosen the tip of the hill, where the moonlight fell directly. "They had to hide their love, run away... the relations between those two clans were complicated," he summarized -a story of hate, even slavery. Nyx listened quietly, weaving her magic to forge a special black-and-gold iron plaque with the inscription for the tomb. In the middle of the night, with soft words and long silences, they finally buried Isabella's body.

With dirt on her hands, Nyx placed the detailed plaque on the grave. «Here lies the most incredible and brave woman I've ever known. May the Goddess guide her spirit and guard a brilliant destiny for her» Aidan's heart tightened as he read the message Nyx had left, along with a protection over the tomb. He raised his hands, and flickers of winter magic merged to form a beautiful mirrored cover engraved with roses- Isabella's favorite.

---- They stood in silence before the grave, each lost in thought, yet hiding nothing. Their souls spoke more than words ever could. "I'm going to take a walk," Nyx told him, caressing his shoulder and giving him space to say goodbye to his ex- mate. She walked slowly down the hill, and when she reached the base, she felt the soft moisture of snowflakes falling from the sky.

She looked back up; she couldn't see Aidan clearly, but the snow falling only on the hill carried his sorrow and his farewell. cere The selenian wandered into the forest, walking first, then running faster and freer. Her body shifted, cloaked in dark mist. She fell forward, her hands becoming black paws that moved swiftly through the bushes, under the stars, along the lakeshore. ---- They were coming. She felt it-and she was right. Pawsteps followed behind her.

A blue flash ran beside her in wolf form. Theo's snout nudged her gently mid-run, and she smiled in his mind. "Wolfie," Nyx let her magic brush against his soul, resonating together. Her being vibrated, calling for her other half, and soon her second love caught up. "Damn it, Theo! I told you to wait for me!" Vlad growled at him. On Nyx's other side, a massive white wolf matched their pace. Soon, she was sandwiched between her two giant mates.noveldrama

"Nyx is mine!" Theo pounced on her in a field of sunflowers. They rolled in the grass and the scent of the flowers, fireflies lighting up around them. ---- "Baby, tell him you shapeshifted into a wolf just for me!" Vlad demanded, all possessive. Nyx didn't say a thing. She just laughed as one ear was nibbled and her tail tugged from side to side. Her snout and fur licked, squeezed, adored. Her eyes sparkled, reflecting the starlight as she ran under the Goddess's blessing with her lovers.

Aidan, watching from afar, suddenly had a sour face. "Damn it! Why do I feel like I'm at a disadvantage with these pervy wolves?" he muttered, annoyed. Let them slobber all over her today. In the end, he'd be the one eating that pudding. Tomorrow he was sealing the deal with her family. The poor winter prince just didn't know that things weren't that simple with his new in-laws.

If he wanted to taste Nyx's cream, he had to survive and prove to the Thorne men he could protect the treasure they were entrusting to him ---- Luckily for him, there was another son-in-law also getting into trouble. + so The next morning, early in the swamp... "I need to ask you something," Drakkar approached the Lycan King like a man ready to die. "What do you want, Drakkar? I thought you were recovering last night, but clearly you weren't... unfortunately," Aldric gritted his teeth.

Drakkar didn't even flinch at the sharp tone. Fuck, Lyra's scent clung to him. Obviously, they had been fooling around all night. How the hell did they do it so quietly? If Valeria had left him starving, these huts were way too... noisy. The Lycan King already had too many jealous females around, no room for more. But Drakkar kept pushing his luck. ---- "I want to know how to care for my female...

when she's pregnant." "WHAT?!" The roar woke the whole swamp pack, and even birds flew off in panic. 2 "No. Don't tell me you...!" Aldric's finger pointed at him like a judge. "DID YOU ALREADY KNOCK UP MY INNOCENT GRANDDAUGHTER?!" + As he shouted the words, a lightning bolt struck under the sun in the middle of the morning "For your own good, savage man, I hope I heard that wrong... The ghostly voice of the Specter King echoed behind Drakkar. *