The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation by Luna Nova

---- 247. THE MISTRESS OF DEATH VICTORIA "Come on, sir, let me show you the other successful subjects." There were more of those creatures? I turned just in time to see it tearing the fallen warrior apart. It was eating him like a damn cannibal! Its bloodthirsty instincts reminded me of vampires. Disgusting as hell! With my power trembling, I slid down the hallway they'd taken. From atop another ledge, they looked down.

My stomach dropped when I saw the crates - dozens, no, at least a hundred of those black magic experiments. If all of those mutated monsters were released and obeyed that damn old man, Dracomir's life was in serious danger. As powerful as he was, there was no way he could fight this mutated army. It had been right under his nose and he'd never even sensed it. ---- The power in that ice crystal was far too dangerous. I managed to slip back out the way I came. There was no time to waste.

I didn't even bother investigating the witches. How did this man manage to keep everyone under his thumb? That was a mystery that could cost us our lives. 'eh NARRATOR "This... is incredible," Marius's eyes were practically bulging out of his skull. He'd successfully revived his first undead. Rousse had brought him at night to the desolate field where the bodies of the fallen had been dumped. "You can only do this thanks to Miss Victoria's grace.

and down, but Rousse didn't believe a word of it. ---- If he could raise them himself, they wouldn't need this vampire. But an undead couldn't "resurrect" his own kind. "Again-let's move before you drain all the magic Meridiana spent on you," he told him,

buried far too long-his body was nothing but bones held together by magic. There were no tools here to give him a proper

bony forehead, staring into those hollow sockets facing him directly. He wondered if it had always been like this, even before the vampire prince brought him back. A few red runes glowed