The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation by Luna Nova

Chapter 1235

---- Bound by his rule not to intervene, only create, he realized he'd never lifted a finger to make life easier for his creations. Hidden in a cave, he sheltered from the freezing nights and predators. He tried to speak to them, to tell them he had molded them, that he deserved their respect... but all he got in return were claws and hungry fangs. Here, only the strong survived. These were beasts without " humanity," without feelings, without minds capable of reason.

Desperate, he tried everything. He had to hunt them to eat, drink from muddy puddles... until one day, it looked like the end. Lykahel finally understood after all the suffering: this wasn't temporary. It was forever. Cornered on the side of a mountain, several hyenas stared at him with greedy yellow eyes. He faced them with a sharpened branch in hand-if he had to die, it would be with courage. His heart was still that of a ---- god.

against one... the outcome was easy to guess. But just as death was about to strike, a blur appeared in Lykahel's sight. A streak of white, silver, and black descended silently from the moon itself. BOOOM!

I am the protector of the Beast God." "Khalum?" Lykahel couldn't believe it-what was the Moon Goddess's favorite beast doing in this forsaken place? ---- And in his war form. Lykahel saw himself reflected in him, back when he was

heart was moved so deeply that, for the first time in his existence, he experienced tears. He and Khalum survived in that wild, hostile territory. The wolf hunted for him, kept him

talk to like this," he said, lying at the cave's entrance, his massive body nearly filling the whole space. "I