The Lycan King and his Dark Temptation (Valeria) novel Chapter 436

NARRATOR

(MOMENT FROM THE FIRST VOLUME WHERE SILAS, SIGRID, VALERIA, AND ALDRIC ENTER THROUGH THE BARRIER AND SPEAK WITH THE REGENT)

Elliot watched from a distance as the leaders spoke, the air thick with tension, their words reaching his supernatural ears.

"Elliot, those people who crossed the mist are supernatural beings. The tall red-haired man is a lycan—I can feel it. A very powerful one." Vorath spoke, both of them excitedly eavesdropping on the conversation.

Then, the Duke turned his attention to the man with a cold, almost indifferent expression—platinum hair, golden eyes.

So that was His Majesty.

Truth be told, Elliot felt a little disappointed. He had always idealized the Specter King, expecting him to look more heroic, different, exorbitant, something… more invincible.

However, in the midst of his mental ramblings, he froze when, for just a few seconds, those intense, cruel golden eyes locked onto him.

The Lycan King was speaking with the Regent—no one else seemed to notice, it barely lasted a breath, but Elliot felt it.

The raw warning. The pressure on his chest. The invisible grip around his throat.

"He knows, damn it. He knows you're a supernatural being." Vorath warned, even breaking into a cold sweat himself.

That man screamed danger from every angle, despite his detached demeanor. The Specter King didn't spare him a second glance—his full attention was absorbed by the small woman at his side.

"He said she was his mate. That they want to open the realms and cooperate. Elliot, this is an opportunity. Whether he chooses to spare us or not, I don’t feel safe with my mate and pups trapped in here."

On that, they both agreed.

"His mate is a supernatural being—the princess of the other realm. I think that’s why he’ll let us go." Elliot reasoned.

It seemed the beast full of hatred had been tamed by love. Unfortunately, the meeting didn’t end well.

As he steadied his nervous horse, he watched them leave, his heart sinking as the barrier sealed shut once more.

That damn Regent turned around, furious, barking orders. Of course, Baltazar didn’t want to lose his grip over the kingdom.

But here, the one in charge was the Specter King… or rather...

"Looks like the real boss is the King’s mate." Vorath came to the same conclusion as Elliot.

The armies were withdrawn. He returned home, still uncertain of what to do.

Kath and he waited anxiously—especially now, with two pups on the way and a little witch on the verge of exposing her powers again.

The situation was critical, despite the possible opening of the barrier. However, days later, they were summoned to the palace once more.

"I’m going with you, darling…"

"No." Elliot held Katherine against his chest as they lay in bed.

"It’s a welcome dinner. A delegation from the other realm is arriving. I need to help—you know we need to find a way to tell them we want to leave." Katherine sat up.

Her hands rested on his strong chest, her finger smoothing the wrinkle between his brows. He was worried.

"I’m scared, love. I got reports from the palace—the Regent isn’t happy about His Majesty’s orders. He’s losing his mind, looking for excuses to keep the territory locked down." He admitted.

"Screw that power-hungry old man. Didn’t he always preach ‘His Majesty this, His Majesty that’? Well, now he can deal with it!" she huffed, cupping his face and bringing it close.

"It’s now or never, my Duke. This belly is going to start showing soon. And there’s already a disaster in the part of the Duchy where your ex-friend used to rule." Kath twisted her lips, recalling Brenda and the chaos she had caused.

"Elliot, if we let this chance slip, if they lock us in this prison again, they will discover us. There are too many loose ends—the inspector’s disappearance, things will get complicated…"

"Alright, alright. We’ll go—as the Dukes of Everhart. But under no circumstances can you let your power slip, Katherine. Not in the palace." he warned.

With the growing energy inside the little witch, untrained and managing everything alone, there had already been some accidents at home.

If she accidentally set the Regent’s beard on fire, they’d be screwed. But Katherine soon found herself tangled in something much worse.

"And what if I am?"

Valeria stretched her leg, sliding her toes over the bulge in his pants, stroking it up and down.

"Would the Lycan King accept?"

Aldric’s gaze dragged up along her pale, gorgeous legs. Everything about her fascinated him—every inch of her drove him mad, just like the first time.

Azarot’s wolfish eyes narrowed when Valeria hiked her nightgown up over her thighs, flexing her legs.

This woman was pure fire—and pregnancy only made her hornier by the hour.

"Didn’t you just say I should attend the meeting?" he murmured, gripping her ankle, pressing her small foot harder against his already half-hard cock.

"Didn’t you just say you wanted to do the same as the Specter King?" Valeria teased. "I bet he’s doing the exact same thing right now…"

"Valeria, don’t go there, or you’re going to be left hanging. My damn dick is already going soft." Aldric grumbled, pulling a disgusted face as if he had eaten horse shit.

Valeria burst into laughter at her King’s misery— But soon, her legs were being spread wide apart by her very eager lycan.

"Come here. The healer said it’s good to help you dilate…"

"Shameless King… Mmmm…"

*****

Back in the Elemental Realm…

Aldric had been right.

Their daughter had just undergone a thorough full-body examination— By a certain sexy villain, pumping between her legs.