The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation by Luna Nova

---- 279. 'M KEEPING THE SEXY VAMPIRE NARRATOR At last, everyone went their own way, splitting up outside the fortress and even making bets on who would finish first. An hour later, the other werewolf camp was waking up. The man in charge got word that Lord Dracomir himself wanted to give him his answer. He stepped out of his tent calmly, unhurried; he felt he had the upper hand and didn't mind making proud Dracomir wait. Imagine spuring the future heiress for that mangy vampire.

He walked to his horse and set off with a small escort. "Pack up the camp, we're leaving as soon as I'm back!" he ordered one of his men as they galloped through the forest toward the plain. He was surprised to see Dracomiir in the distance with only one man at his side. As he drew closer and the gusts hit him, the wolf general's brows knit tighter.

your race, and your answer is more than clear to me!" "No, it's not clear to you," Dracomir replied in a deep voice, making his horse rear, and the man tensed. He remembered this was the only man capable of turning into that savage beast. But so what? They had

to take your army, your fief, and your fortress, to share it with MY WOMAN, Victoria Vlad, my vampire mate, whom I will not trade for your prissy Lady!" "How dare...2!" Ggpp. He didn't

air. "Less talk and more action," Zarek's voice whispered like a venomous snake. "You'll pay dearly for this, Dracomir, let's go, let's go!" the other warriors grabbed the reins and began dragging their fallen general. One of their best men, dead just

wolves were moving among them. "Straight to the fortress, run, run!" No matter how they warned the camp and tried to flee for their walls, Dracomir's unstoppable army wiped them out and moved quickly toward the other wolves' lands. His answer would be blunt and leave no room for