The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation by Luna Nova

---- 280. ILLUSIONS AND REMORSE NARRATOR Frederick walked, oblivious to the danger, along a path lined with twisted, ugly trees. This was his inner world, a kind of enchanted, macabre forest, just like him. At the end of the path a table, a chair, some papers, and, most important, another box holding his prized relic were waiting. But the moment he lifted the lid and stretched out his fingers, a different scent tipped him off. Footsteps halted nearby; someone was behind him.

How had he not sensed it before?! Without losing a second, he grabbed that horrible face whose eyes opened, full of agony, and pressed it over his own, He spun around, feeling pain ripple through him as it sucked his blood. It was awful, every sensation he experienced, but if someone had found him this fast, then she was powerful "Who are you, and how did you get where you weren't invited?!" ---- Frederick tried to make his voice sound commanding, though it came out as a mix of feminine tones.

He looked, half panicked, at the beautiful woman with short black hair and disgusted green eyes. "Lavinia, I was about to get mad that you summoned me for something this simple, but I admit I've changed my mind," she said to the empty air and took a few steps forward. Frederick edged back carefully. This woman wasn't normal, he could feel it. And she wasn't even a little afraid of this thing's power, she looked pissed off.

to open his mouth to cast, claws slipped between his lips and started yanking his tongue

the woman's ghostly green eyes Power, crushing power he couldn't imitate. Gasping for air, feet dangling and trying to keep his tongue and his head, he did something extreme he never thought he'd do. "I'll give you freedom if you save me, I swear it this time with my soul on the line!" he shouted to the

last time, because a known evil was