The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation by Luna Nova

Chapter 909

---- VOLUME III: THE DARK CURSE.

THE NEW WORLD LYRA My father always told us not to play with magic, that it was treacherous and unpredictable, but my siblings and I thought we were untouchable.

Descendants of powerful lycans and Selenias, of Umbros, a creature born from the deepest hatred, we never feared the consequences...

until now.

My name is Lyra, a pure Alpha with black magic running through my veins.

I fell into a vortex of energy and was separated from my siblings and family.

T opened my eyes in the middle of a primitive jungle and was rescued by a wild, grumpy, and completely uncivilized werewolf.

Although it sounds ridiculous after such a solemn introduction, right now that savage has me slung over his shoulder, carrying me through the trees without a hint of delicacy...

and with my face practically kissing his ass.

"Hey, my stomach hurts.

need

I feel better now...

you even listeni...!"" BAM! ---- "Aaah!" I let out a startled squeal as he

behind us made me snap my head up in

in terror as a massive, spiky-scaled

faster, faster!" I started yelling at him, watching the monster chase

let out a deafening roar, its putrid breath slapping

was getting too close! "You're too slow, too slow!" I started slapping his asssince that was

reached my ears, a

keep us safe, but that thing leaped, and for a

eye, my battered body was

pushing myself up, fully alert as I

off his leather skirt, his massive two-meter-tall body moving

when I arrived! Mid-air, he shifted with an earth-shattering roar, his pores stretching to make way for

fangs clashing, claws striking with deadly