The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation by Luna Nova

Chapter 65

SECRET CLUES DARIUS ( VAMPIRE KINGS GENERAL ) The time has come , I tell my men , seated in the old crypt that serves as our refuge outside the borders of Silver Lake .

I dont dare get too close to that pack with the Lycan King prowling and more alert than ever .

However , the strategy of using the Alphias family has continued to work for me .

With some adjustments , there was always a useful pawn weak , defenseless one I could use as a spy and to manipulate the soft heart of that maiden .

Thane , prepare everything for the transfer spell .

We need to complete the operation quickly before the Lycan King can react .

Set the shadow portals for my men , I order the sorcerer traveling with us .

The most powerful vampires can conjure some elemental magic , but for stronger spells , we need the help of a dark warlock .

Sir , that small body wont withstand much if I transfer more of your power into it , he warns .

I just need it to last long enough .

Youre not here to give suggestions transfer more comes .

Right now , its barely usable as a spy .

After all , he was already half dead when you cursed him , I reply without concern .

Why should I care about the life of that miserable fool ? of my power when the time I touch my chest where the small vial containing the powerful blood of the descendant of Juno rests .

I had to use a few more drops on the first Altar just to confirm it was a fake and reveal the coordinates leading to that greenhouse .

I have no idea how to find the true Altar without using her blood again .

King will do to me if he finds out

fix this the right way by bringing him

I saw her again , this time at the Lycan Kings

she wasnt just some random woman , that I had been deceived before

information on the Altars

her to avoid the risk , but

death and then had the

handle this myself

Everything is ready .

Altar and take that woman to use her

must find the tomb of the ancient Queen , the descendant of Juno

surrounding the old dirt path as I pushed the wheelchair

, as usual , wasnt very

never a lively child , but today ,

this the place ? I asked when we reached a half ruined greenhouse in the middle of the

its my secret place , his small voice answered

inside , I have many interesting things to show

wild plants creeping up the tall glass walls of the

yet , but this

following

open the rusted doors , which creaked as they swung apart , revealing

assumed had once been beautiful gardens , now overrun with weeds and small stone statues In one corner sat

, this place feels

to play ? I knelt beside him , wanting to

no one wants to play with

them ! His voice dropped with sadness , but then he perked up and pointed toward the small statues

, following him as we examined

even given them

covered the cracks on many of them some were missing