The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation by Luna Nova

---- The voice resonated from him. He stepped forward over Frederick, who fell twitching on the floor of his room. Lavinia frowned. He was clearly a specter, yet he managed to control a physical form, like when he was alive. Just like Electra... But wasn't this man an elemental in the past? Where did he get so much power? Then she remembered Silas. He had also been an elemental, and his hatred piled up so much that he became an incredible being.

Had Electra's mate also turned his resentments into magic? "César... I don't..." "Whatever you remember, forget it, Electra. I.. don't remember. Only you," he said, approaching slowly, and Lavinia's whole body shuddered She was uncomfortable, like a chaperone stuck in the middle of lovers' talk. "I wandered in nothingness, turned into a specter, thinking only ---- about my hatred; I didn't want to leave the chaos in the inner world the master dragged almost every specter he found into.

familiar aura." He confessed, standing less than a meter away. His blue eyes shone ethereal, beautiful like his delicate masculine features. "I didn't know what it was, but for the first time I ventured outside, to a portal, to a war I didn't even understand, spurred by the master's incitement, and I'm glad I did. Now I

face, which shifted into Electra; however, a cold hand stopped him in midair. "Keep your hands off my woman," Laziel's voice resonated. "Settle your resentments as specters and don't get confused. Lavinia is mine, and Electra is yours." The sharp, hoarse tone resounded behind Lavinia, and the

and that was already a miracle. "Electra, leave Lavinia and go talk in

In life or in death, they were compatible soulmates. A rift tore in the nothingness, in the middle of the room, and the two of them stepped in, looking into each other's eyes and linked. Lavinia was amazed to