The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation by Luna Nova

---- The stench of mold rose from the filthy carpet. Parts of the walls were damaged, and wilted paintings hung from the stone walls. "These were the former rulers of this realm," he pointed to a massive portrait. Through claw marks slashing the canvas, I could barely make out the figures. A handsome, older man with cruelty carved into his red eyes. A sophisticated blonde woman holding three little girls standing in front of them.

The paint had cracked, and someone had destroyed it, giving it a haunting look. "Those were the Lord's daughters. As future heirs, they had the right to everything... even to choose their 'blood slaves." He clicked his tongue, and I already knew I wouldn't like where this was going "What's a blood slave?" I asked without thinking. "Hmm, strange that you don't know that, being a vampire," he gave me a deep stare.

didn't matter. "It's a male used for feeding. The triplets had this twisted habit of sharing one blood slave between the three of them. You know who their favorite was?" I swallowed hard and said nothing, but a

smiling faces looked like monsters to me. "We were born as slaves, treated like animals from our mother's womb," he went on, not really answering my question. "We built every one of these stones under the lash," he said, touching the cold wall. "Dracomir was born with a shackle around his neck. His father was the strongest wolf I ever

the perfect bond. Their love survived everything... until General Hagen came from the border. He was the Lord vampire's brother." His

luck, he became obsessed with Dracomir's mother." I swallowed the lump in my throat-it was obvious this didn't end well. "Dracomir's father realized that if he didn't act fast, his woman would end up as just another whore for the vampires. They didn't care if you were mated." He gave me a cold look. "To vampires, the concept of