The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation by Luna Nova

Chapter 750

---- It seemed my father had moved some of our belongings here.

Asudden screech and something rushing toward me at high speed made me duck, covering my head with a shriek.

The frantic flapping of bats filled the air as they swooped over me.

That explained the rancid stench and the soft paste my boots had occasionally stepped in.

Iwatched them fly toward the front of the attic and, looking up, saw that the light came from a small window high up in the wooden beams, left open for them to escape into the night.

What the hell am I doing in this eerie place?" I muttered to myself, ready to leaveuntil that dull pain flared in my chest again, stronger than before.

"What do you want to show me, damn it?!" I shouted into the empty space, my voice echoing off the walls.

Frustrated, I strode toward the far end of the attic, glancing around, until my eyes locked onto an old piece of furniture.

I recognized it instantly.

was a wardrobe from our old

closer and grabbed the small

ebony wood was exposed, housing a few stored booksyellowed, brittle,

exactly as

and I used to play here, pretending it

home, because this wardrobe had been in that forbidden

Mothers room.

enter, but something always called to us there, and we would sneak in,

surprised to find they werent even dustyprobably because the doors had

protected.

I crouched to check the

a glint caught

squat, I lifted my

my exact height, in the back panel, something shonea tiny flicker of light, like a final spark meant to catch

reached my hand inside, feeling

I recoiled instantly when something sharp pricked my