The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation by Luna Nova

Chapter 687

---- We're under attack from the rear, damn it! To arms, defend your positions!" The cries of the first responders set the rest of the soldiers into action.

The lieutenant turned toward the surrounding forest, where a group of warriors charged forward like enraged savages, shooting precise arrows and wielding deadly weapons.

Leading them was a massive black-haired man, roaring with his sword raised high.

He watched as the blade came down, severing the first soldiers head before the poor fool even had a chance to react.

It was the Duke of Everharthe would recognize him anywhere.

His bravery and ferocity in battle weren't just rumors.

"Defend the camp! We outnumber them! Dont let them inti" Bwah! A spray of blood burst from his lips.

His trembling fingers loosened, and he dropped the torch, which instantly ignited the fuel and the dry branches stacked nearby.

The soldier with delusions of grandeur looked down, seeing a clawed hand protruding from his chest.

Everyone had been so focused on fighting the new threat that they forgot a crucial detailyou never turn your back on a cornered beast.

surrounding chaos, in the smoke rising from the flames fed by

wide with panic, the light

speak, but only blood gushed from

was suffocating himhis throat

the neck, pulling him close to the savage face of a

this day as the one where you almost caught a werewolf, you idiot." Aldo leaned in, his voice a guttural whisper against the mans pain-distorted

another second, he flung him like

advantage of the skirmish, the chaos, sprinting toward the shelter of the

screams, the crimson-stained earth, Elliots eyes locked onto the naked men fleeing toward the

his gaze for a brief

No words were needed.

hide from

beings And for that reasonnone of Duke Thesios soldiers

a soldier who was

body sprawled on the ground, his face

they had

between the ice wall and

except for one.