The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation by Luna Nova

---- 263. THE TEMPTATION OF POWER VICTORIA My heart broke at the sight of Meridiana crying over the bodies of her witch sisters. It didn't look like they treated her very well, but she grew up with them. At least one "good" thing about not having sight was being spared such a macabre scene. That damn man seemed to have used the same power from this coven to teleport himself with the crystal.

"Baby, we're going to get it back, my love, don't cry anymore » Rousse's words whispered comfort to her. They had each other, and that brought me peace. I stood to the side, but I needed to be with Draco. Iwas worried about his reaction when he saw his old enemies up close, now that the urgency had passed. "That's why I had my teacher's spell. That... that...!" she ---- exclaimed, breathing hard. She couldn't find the curse words, imagine that sweet mouth trying to swear.

"Son of a bitch, bastard, scumbag, and degenerate! Want me to add a few more?" I jumped in, eager to vent myself. "No, thanks for the... adjective dictionary." Rousse raised a brow at me and hid her against his chest. His huge hands covered her ears like she was an innocent child. Iwondered if Meridiana was truly that innocent, because whatever she was injecting into the general, it was working. He was looking more... alive, no matter how hard he tried to hide it.

man keep amassing power with that cursed face. ---- From the descriptions I gave Meridiana, it seemed the black eye belonged to her teacher. He'd been replacing patches, or adding them-I didn't know how it worked-only that it was a

and it was exactly what I feared. Power is something that corrupts souls, and Frederick knows that very well. Where did he go? Who would he tempt now with that magic? We thought he'd run off to another werewolf realm... but that wasn't

some purging in his ranks. My steps led me to one of the many training grounds where Rousse had stationed our army. Iknew I'd find my mate there,

sorry, my love, I thought... you'd be pleased to see them like this." Tran my hands over his tense shoulders, caressing him over the dark tunic he was wearing. Asigh left his lips, and