The Lycan Princess and the Temptation of Sin by Moonlight Muse

The Lycan Princess and the Temptation of Sin by Moonlight Muse Chapter 114

30. Betrayed

ALERIC.

This morning I felt an odd wave of power rush through me and instantly found myself lowering my head in submission.

The excitement that this was Apophis’ bestowing me with what he had promised, ready to bestow me with my rightfully earned powers. But it felt too… light. There was no dark raw power that I’m used to.

There is no change in my power, and I feel unsettled. It almost feels like something has awakened, but nothing has changed! To make matters worse, Apophis has not reached out to me again.

Then, I learned everyone felt it, and by everyone, I mean the entire Solaris bloodline, including those packs in America.

The reason behind it is unknown, but it’s making me uneasy. What is that? We have to rule out magic if even those abroad felt it, but something just isn’t right.

I’ve been trying to summon Apophis, trying to call him forth, but he hasn’t answered. It’s evening now and I’m making my way to the woods, not far from where the first serpent had been killed. There’s a tear in the veil around here, one that no one even knows of, and they never will.

I smirk coldly. Don’t they get it? This is needed…

Apophis didn’t need to explain in detail for me to know that his plan and beliefs are best for us. If the Gods walk upon earth once more, destroying this barrier between the worlds, it will make this world a place of great power.

We could rid the world of humans entirely, we don’t need them. Imagine, only the strong will survive, and we will all become gods in our own rights.

Just imagining the possibilities excites me. I pull my hood up, scanning the trees, before I enter the woods, making my way deeper and deeper into it.

Ah… the ancient burial ground…

With the naked eye, one would not think it used to be one. It doesn’t even look like a cemetery anymore. With time, everything has become covered, buried into the ground or destroyed, but I know what it used to be.

A graveyard that thousands of years ago was the burial pit for Apophis’ dead. His slaves and beasts that were killed, and a place that was used to cultivate his power.

How intriguing… Thousands of years ago, this was a pit of darkness and death.

I keep going, heading down the slightly rock path that is fully surrounded by brambles and trees.

I’m close now.

I frown as the thorns snag at my top before I finally stop at a narrow crack between two jagged rocks. It looks like it just links onto the huge rocky cliff behind it, buried behind the trees, but I know better.

A place no human could get into. From the outside, it looks like a dead end, anyway.

Smiling, I tilt my head, calling upon the power that Apophis has blessed me with so far and focus on it.

me as my body

as it usually is when we shift to our wolves, and my body does not like it. I can feel it trying

past the narrow area and I transform back, cursing under my breath- it takes

and dressed every time. I now stare ahead into the pitch-black darkness, seeing the slight wavering in the

part of me wants to know what would happen if I cross through. The excitement makes me reach for it when a darkness begins to

that comes to my mind is, why has he not

me?” I ask

is next, and the plan is already set out,

clench my fists, fire swirling around

me to obey and

“Apophis!” I shout.

up, swirling around me and cutting into my skin. The sheer power forces me to the ground, and I find

but I only mean well. I killed my own brother to

menacing chuckle. “For me? You wanted him gone, remember that!’ he

purple and black smoke seeping through the crack in the

to squash the sliver of fear that is rising within

I can feel in the air is making me tremble, squeezing around me. The tendrils of smoke wrap around my chest, and my neck, blocking my

have I done that displeases you?”

happened, but I

as I’m thrown back, and the pain

Alive.

heart thuds as I look up at him. “No, I killed him with bullets

calling me a

and this time I

anger swirls around

“If he isn’t dead, then I’ll

How is he alive, though? I killed him

make me uneasy? He

when we went to look… it isn’t my fault and my father felt the pack

else was accounted for… did he

played me… and he

I did not want to waste one without an answer.

stare at him, not wanting to

else but the woman you

seems to stop, and it feels as if my head is going to burst, but not because of his

she’s mine! I already claimed

has done me

across the ground and burning everything in its wake, melting the soles of