The Lycan King and his Dark Temptation (Valeria) novel Chapter 434

NARRATOR

Even so, she passed it around her fragile neck and put on the relic. The dark stone trembled and glowed with greater intensity, as if sunlight was shining from within it.

The wind howled through the glass door, slamming it open and shut in rhythmic bursts. Lavinia’s white nightgown billowed violently.

Her hair lifted, fluttering as beams of light wrapped around her body.

"I want to go to my parents! I want to go to my mom! Save my parents!" she screamed into the void with all her strength, and the intense light exploded, swallowing her small figure.

The next second, there was no one left in the Dukes’ chamber.

*****

"ELLIOT!" Katherine screamed as she watched the enormous, powerful lycan fall right in front of her.

Dark blood stained the ground. Her hands trembled as she summoned her strongest spells, bolts of lightning crashing down relentlessly.

But the natural elements barely harmed the dark energy surrounding them, ready to tear them apart and consume them whole.

They were only toying with them, like prey that had no chance of escaping their claws.

"Why didn’t you leave, Katherine… why?"

"I won’t leave you, Elliot! I can’t, I can’t!"

She threw herself over the werewolf’s body as he struggled to rise again and again.

Vorath roared in agony, his broken joints and nearly displaced heart making every movement unbearable.

The cold closed in around them like a prison, caging them.

Katherine looked up—she couldn’t even see a light anymore. Only blackness, only malice, and limbs stretching toward them.

Howls echoed in the distance. Their friends were trying to do something, but they would only come to die as well.

Elliot shouted at them to run.

Tears streamed down Katherine’s dirt-streaked face as she clung to the beast that had fought endlessly to shield her.

She closed her eyes, waiting for the end. In this world, they were nothing more than filth, paying for the sins of their ancestors.

Lavinia, her poor Lavinia…

"Mom!"

In the midst of her agony, Katherine thought she was hallucinating when she heard her daughter's voice.

But she soon realized it wasn’t a delusion.

"LAVINIA!"

She heard Elliot panic even more, roaring the pup’s name. Fragile hands touched the Duchess’s shoulder and the blood-soaked fur of the beast.

But this daring duo, as always, risking everything for loyalty, found themselves lucky once more.

The specter was ready to devour them alive—no more games—but just before the attack collided, Aldo and Tomás saw it lift its head toward the sky and stop.

The night was waning, dawn was on the horizon. Excited shrieks echoed again in the distance, and then—the specter vanished.

Just like that, it abandoned its prey and soared into the skies, disappearing into the darkness. Tomas and Aldo could hardly believe their eyes—it felt like a hallucination.

They turned to look toward where Elliot and Katherine had been ambushed just moments ago—only to be even more stunned.

Like whirlwinds of dark energy, the specters that had come to hunt in these mountains were merging with the clouds above.

"They say… his majesty dwells there."

"He’s not our king, but the ruler of the Elementals." Aldo corrected, a hint of disdain in his voice.

"It doesn’t matter what happened—we have to leave now that we’ve been spared." And so, the two wolves sprinted into the forest.

They would go back to where they had left the horses and return to the castle. Praying the Dukes were still alive.

*****

Many miles away, beneath the relentless rain pounding the Everhart Duchy, at the grand castle gates— It was as if a tear had been ripped through the very fabric of reality.

Blinding light burst forth, illuminating the night. And when it finally dimmed, fading away— Three bodies lay on the ground.