The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation by Luna Nova

---- "There comes the Lord!" I heard several mouths cry out in excitement. I tensed, searching among the riders for this so-called Lord. He had to be the leader of this pack of werewolves. I could smell his kind. And I found him right away. His aura, full of arrogance, gave him away. A grim man, with tousled brown hair and hazel eyes that, far from warm, radiated a hatred-laced indifference. "Lord, have mercy on us!" Out of nowhere, a woman threw herself in front of his jet-black horse.

I almost screamed to stop her, even took a step forward thinking the horse would trample her. It was moving way too fast, but he yanked the reins with explosive strength. The horse reared up on its front legs and neighed in fury, hooves nearly crushing the woman frozen in fear. "How dare you get in the Lord's way, filthy creature?!" The warrior behind him-black-haired-roared, baring his fangs. ---- He was about to dismount with a whip in hand, ready to punish her.

I was about to step in, outraged. I knew it wasn't the smartest move-I didn't understand the rules of this world-but the scene disgusted me. "Stop, Rohan," The deep, commanding voice reached my ears. For some reason I didn't want to explore, my whole body trembled at the sound. It had

the dark helmet. "Distribute another ration through the gates," he said coldly, taking the reins again. ---- It

our rooftop. I was sure the darkness was hiding us, yet I felt like he could sense me. I didn't look

could make out his face-handsome and arrogant. Masculine angles, a small scar across his left brow gave him a fierce look. Straight nose, sensual lips, but with that cruel twist to them, any beauty he had made me want to claw it off. When I thought he was going to send men after us... ---- "Hyal" He finally shouted to his horse and rode off, disappearing down the street into the