The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation by Luna Nova

---- 296. NO ONE CAN BEAT DRAKKAR NARRATOR "Can you do that by praying to the Beast God?" Aidan asked too, frowning. The same idea was running through those competitive brains. What an obsession with proving their devotion at any cost. "No. Lykahel gave this blessing only to me," Drakkar huffed, sliding his hand around Lyra's waist. Family or not, that many males around his female had his nerves onedge. "Who's Lykahel?" Aldric asked, already imagining the answer. "He's the Beast God," Drakkar answered like it was nothing, and everyone glanced at each other out of the comer of their eyes.

Dropping a God's given name just like that... nobody did it lightly. Well, except for a certain vampire with a certain Goddess, who didn't even pay attention to his tantrums anymore. But deep down, even though Aldric treated Drakkar like a young lycan in the family, he understood perfectly how special he was. ---- No one knew how far his power would go if he ever got serious, and he was just grateful that this colossus was on their side. Who can top rejecting divinity for love? The bar was set way too high. "The Beast God himself came for him, and Khalum chose me over immortality.

My man is incredible," Lyra even made a smug little pout. Khalum and Drakkar saw that pout on her lips and were dying to kiss her again. They should've stayed longer in their private space. Time didn't pass the same way there; they even slept an entire night, and here only a few hours had gone by. "Ahem, cool it, kid. That outfit you're wearing isn't exactly conservative," Aldric snorted, wrinkling his nose at the intense pheromones.

saw the anaconda waking up, she ---- wanted to die right there in front of her grandpa and her father. Red climbed her neck and cheeks. "It's just that I love my female

couldn't hold back their snickers. Aidan looked at him with understanding eyes. Who hasn't gotten turned on in public while

let it go, not even in his sleep. Coldness and a dark haze swayed around Papa Silas, who was fighting to act "civilized" in front of his cub. ---- His daughter was a woman now, and he wasn't going to be Aldric 2.0. He was set on behaving above it... in fact, he'd already done his part here. "Ly, I'm heading out. Your mother must be worried. I can see everything turned out fine," Silas said, blatantly ignoring Aldric's poison. "Dad..." Lyra started to

one he'd protected and watched grow, a piece of his soul, and that selfish wolf wanted her all to himself now... bastard son of the beast... "Dad!"