The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation by Luna Nova

---- 254. A PLAN WITH AN UNEXPECTED ENDING VICTORIA The storm clouds in the sky were a bad sign, and even worse were the mounted warriors who arrived at the fief early in the morning. A small army of werewolves had set up camp nearby. Former allies now came to make demands and set conditions. Dracomir didn't say anything specific, but he warned me to stay alert and be ready to leave if needed.

He showed me the hiding place of a bag full of gold, left everything prepared in case we had to escape. He knew he had little support from his own warriors. But where could we go if everyone in this realm was an enemy? I wasn't willing to let him give up his position because of me He'd earned his place, and no one would take it from him just because he chose me.

Sitting in the library, I waited for the right moment, drumming my fingers on the small table, until Meridiana finally appeared, controlling that girl's body. ---- "Miss, the tea you asked for to calm your nerves," she said loud enough to be heard through the open doors. I spread my senses and, of course, they were spying, making sure I fell into their trap. "Thanks, sweetheart," I said calmly, taking the saucer and cup.

it a little, and Meridiana gave me a secret wink, I took a noisy sip, then another, tasting the bitter bottom of the chamomile. "It's perfect," I sighed, just like those two harpies hiding behind the hallway column. "Do you know what Celia's up to? Strange she hasn't come up with anything... Do you go to the places she usually hangs out?" I started pretending I was actually using her to spy. She played along, and in the end, through stammering, didn't say

a gesture of annoyance. But in our minds, other plans were being woven. sob ---- The morning hours passed, and there would be a lunch banquet at noon. One of Dracomir's men came to tell me the Lord wanted me at the table. Obviously, that would seriously piss off the wolves from the other fief who wanted to pair him with their heiress. But that was his way of telling them he already had a

make it to that lunch. Walking firmly down the hallway, I noticed my guards had vanished like magic. Someone had dismissed them from my door. Only someone from that family could override the Lord's orders. A thin smile crossed my lips as I turned the corner that led to the wide staircase in the hall There she was, the "innocent" Celia, just like I had imagined. "Where do you think you're going?" she stopped me, standing at the edge of