The Lycan King and his Dark Temptation (Valeria) novel Chapter 366

NARRATOR

HOURS EARLIER, IN DUKE THESIO’S LANDS…

"Aldo, Gordon, and I will go inside to speak with the foreman. We’ll keep him distracted for as long as possible. This is your chance—don’t waste it."

One of the men sent by Elliot murmured beside the burly laborer.

Around a campfire, they ate fresh bread and sipped steaming hot chocolate. Only the best to bribe them—and to make them betray Duke Everhart’s side.

"Alright. Tomas and I will carry the crates we set aside earlier and take them to the designated spot. Don’t take too long—they’ll notice we’re missing right away," Aldo replied, taking a bite of his bread.

His sharp eyes constantly scanned the other laborers nearby, who were also chatting and eating before continuing to unload the goods.

Today was the day. They had been given the rare opportunity to access Thesio’s lands—they were on his side of the river.

The goal was to steal the crates from here because once they crossed the river, they were immediately transported far away, out of reach for the regular laborers.

Aldo and the others knew exactly what was being transported from Duke Everhart’s lands—food.

All kinds of grains, stolen crops meant to starve Everhart’s people into rebellion while also fattening Thesio’s Duchy.

But what was inside the crates being moved from here to the other shore?

"I’m sure they’re carrying crop plagues. I heard tiny insect legs scratching the wood when I got close to one of them," Tomas told Aldo through their mental link.

"Whatever it is, those two crates we separated—now that everyone is eating, we need to move them quickly into the woods, then straight to the boat waiting for us. We have to cross the creek to reach Everhart’s lands safely."

Aldo and Tomas spoke through their minds, their strategy set.

The firelight flickered across Aldo’s pensive face.

He had expected to see Elliot in person, yet he was pleasantly surprised by how swiftly help had arrived—and by the efficiency of these men.

Elliot was a mystery to Aldo. Who was this man, really?

"Alright, it's time. Gordon, let’s go." Álvaro stood, dusting off his pants, and called over the other undercover soldier.

For a moment, he locked eyes with Aldo, who gave him a subtle nod.

Everything had already been said.

Álvaro moved forward, followed by Gordon.

He saw the foreman enter the large tent stationed in the clearing—where Duke Thesio’s men ate and gathered.

"Halt! What business do you have here?" The guard at the entrance stopped them.

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