The Lycan King and his Dark Temptation (Valeria) novel Chapter 476

NARRATOR

Katherine had run into her eldest daughter and Lyra in the fief’s village, and luckily, Lavinia had spilled everything before they got here.

She hadn’t been able to contact her sister and was already starting to panic when she saw her mother... it was like the heavens had opened, even though she knew she wouldn’t escape the scolding.

"Come here and look at the spectacle we’ve put on in front of the kings. Elliot, stop being so irrational! And shift the hell back already!" Katherine grabbed her daughters and growled at her husband.

She held onto Amara’s wrist the tightest to keep her from running to her mate—otherwise, the fight would break out all over again.

The young lycan sobbed in justification, Lavinia tried to mediate, Elliot stood there naked, Beof was practically naked too, bleeding, and mentally scrambling for a defense for the impending trial.

‘Dear father-in-law, your daughter danced half-naked for me in a brothel, pretending to be a courtesan and was about to sleep with me. Impossible to resist such temptation—the flesh is weak!’

Not even with his tongue cut out would he confess to that.

Protecting his mate came above everything else, so he just hoped to make it out of this with his dick intact.

To the side, the royal family watched the situation with mild curiosity.

"Poor Elliot, I actually like that wolf better now. I consider him"

"Darling, aren’t you supposed to be speaking in favor of Beof?" Valeria eyed her king with amusement. "I mean, he’s your friend and the guardian of our Realm."

"I don’t know, babe, it’s hard to pick a side. Right now, Beof is reminding me of a certain perv... " Aldric glanced at his grandsons from the corner of his eye and swallowed the insult meant for their father.

No matter how much time passed, a pup thief was still a pup thief, and Silas would never leave his blacklist. Not even in death.

"Mama, can we eat? I’m hungry. We hunted a deer, but we had to leave it behind," another massive redhead suddenly hugged Valeria from behind, kissing her cheek.

He was a younger replica of his father, who was currently wearing an utterly disgusted expression beside them.

They were already grown adult wolves… and still clinging to their mother like a pair of babies!

Even Sigrid hadn’t been this clingy with her own!

"Pup, you’re always hungry. We’re guests here, do you really think I’m going to start ordering people around like at home?" Valeria stroked her son’s short beard, already thinking of how to feed them.

"We can hunt again. Are you hungry, Mom?" Magnus stepped up from the front, kissing the other side of his beloved mother’s face. She smiled, shaking her head fondly, nearly disappearing between the wall of muscle surrounding her.

A nervous tic twitched in Aldric’s eye.

"Fine, I’ll do it," Aldric nodded, willing to extend a hand to a friend.

Despite the situation, he knew Beof well enough to recognize him as an honorable wolf.

Lycans were incredibly possessive of their mates.

The instinct to mark them overrode all logic, as if they feared that their one, irreplaceable person might vanish from their life if they didn’t immediately imprint their essence onto them.

Katherine bid farewell and rushed back inside before punches started flying again.

"Alright, I won’t take long," Aldric murmured, lowering his head as he gripped her waist possessively.

His lips captured hers with deep hunger, devouring her like she was a taste of heaven drenched in dark chocolate.

"Oh, hell no, Dad, let go of Mom before you suffocate her!" Fenrir was the only one brave enough to exclaim.

"Do you want to get your ass kicked again today? Because I’m not stepping in to save it this time," Magnus shot him a look, furrowing his brow in pure Aldric style.