The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation by Luna Nova

---- He spoke with crazed excitement. "Remove the cover and open the gate!" he ordered the other warriors. The infiltration ran deep in the army. "What the hell are you doing? Open the gate?!" Mr. Fenir roared, stepping back. I saw him slip his hand beneath his shirt, over his chest, but my attention was locked on the prisoner behind the bars. "Don't worry, sir, I'm certain it worked," the man reassured him. The cloth was pulled off, and the iron gate creaked open. Holy Goddess...

what the hell was that thing? It rose on two legs like a beast and started stepping out. It looked like a poor imitation of a lyean-an abomination of muscle and sharp teeth. ---- The head resembled a wolf's, but horribly deformed. Through patches in its black fur, I could see rotting flesh, liquified organs, crushed bones. I'd seen enough grotesque experiments to recognize one up close. "Come to me, come closer to your master!" He growled, a twisted thrill overtaking his caution.

barely reached its chest. "Kneel before me, now!" He ordered, and to my utter disbelief, that creature-on the brink of rampaging-dropped to its knees. "Magnificent! Magnificent!" he clapped and laughed

insane how fast it launched itself at one of the warriors. The man barely had time

their heads, and I could see the fear etched deep within. How could they