The Lycan King and his Dark Temptation (Valeria) novel Chapter 429

SALVATORE

The blood boiled in my veins, excitement coursing through me for many reasons.

For that woman who fascinated me—her defiant gaze, those luscious lips, even her figure, so much like Bella’s.

It was as if she had never left, as if she… had never betrayed me. But she did!

Our dreams, everything we risked together! She never had the right to make that decision on her own.

When she failed to open the rift with her sorcery, there was still another way to strengthen it.

Why the hell would I care about the deaths of a few elemental cockroaches? Ten, a hundred, thousands—it was all the same to me!

"Crossing over could be dangerous," Brenda’s voice snapped me out of my turbulent thoughts.

I looked at the entrance, gaping like the mouth of a beast, the canyon stretching into the vast mountains.

My body trembled at the memory of what I had endured here last time—I had nearly died.

But this time, it would be different—with her…

I turned to look at Katherine.

She would come with me once the passage opened. She would be mine, far from that mutt. And obviously, with three people, we were already a crowd.

"Katherine, can you recite this enchantment? It will help mask our life force from the specters and wild creatures," I handed her another of the pages I had torn and stolen from that journal.

At least in this, I was ahead of Bella.

"This one?" She pointed at the text, looking at me with those innocent eyes.

How would she look while coming undone? Would she be as passionate as Bella?

"Yes, little one, this one. Can you understand it?" I whispered as I leaned closer, inhaling the fresh, delicious scent of her perfume.

"Give me… give me a minute."

"Take all the time you need," I murmured, breathing the same air as her.

«Soon, if this works, if you can cast the spell, I’ll steal you away for myself»

"Inspector, come here for a moment," Brenda’s sarcastic voice pierced my ear.

Inspector? Please. She knew damn well I had ambushed and killed the real Mr. Max.

I hid my grimace of annoyance—jealousy hung in the air, floating like poison.

"What is it?"

"Do you need a handkerchief to wipe the drool you’re about to drop on her tits?" she whispered, pulling me aside while Kath familiarized herself with the magical runes.

"Don’t tell me you’re about to throw a tantrum right now," I rolled my eyes in frustration.

"NO!" she snapped like a fool, and I felt the urge to skin her alive right then and there.

But I still needed her—as a lab rat, at the very least, she could serve some purpose.

"I can go first," Kath’s voice sounded near me.

I didn’t want it to be her.

"Brenda, without a witch, we can’t do anything. I swear, if you don’t cooperate…"

"What?! What will you do? Run off with your whore?!"

My eyes flashed red, my body moving at an inhuman speed, and in mere seconds, I had her lifted by the throat, my nails digging deeper and deeper as they lengthened.

Blood trickled down my wrist, igniting my predator’s instincts. Her legs flailed in the air, her eyes filled with panic as she clawed at my grip, struggling to free herself.

"If you ever speak to me like that again, I’ll rip your throat out. Do you understand?" I snarled, crushing her with my aura.

"Y-yes… let… me go," she rasped, her breathing labored, desperately trying to force her body to shift.

I flung her harshly onto the rune circle.

"Katherine, start reciting the spell!"

I stood off to the side, watching as the woman on the ground coughed and clutched her bruised throat.