The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation

---- 171. IT WAS JUST AN INNOCENT QUESTION. NARRATOR Drakkar had no idea how much he'd just said. Wasn't it normal to have pups with your mate? Didn't they have offspring too? "Someone told me you have to knot inside the female to have pups..." he muttered, frowning in thought. He should've asked the more serious redhead. That Fenrir guy was probably just as clueless about females .. just like him! "I mated with Lyra several times last night and knotted her.

She must be pregnant already, right?" 2 He lifted his head with an expression Lyra would've called adorable and innocent. But to the Lycan King, it looked like an abomination! This one was even more perverted than that prostitute Silas! ---- How dare he say that to his face? He'd handed over his granddaughter to a horny beast! Before Drakkar could say another word, he had to leap to the side quickly. BOOM! A deafening explosion rang out, blasting gravel everywhere.

Where he'd stood seconds ago was now a massive hole, with corrosive mist still bubbling at the bottom. Drakkar's pupils narrowed on his father-in-law. "Shift into your wolf..." Silas muttered through gritted teeth. The sky was starting to darken, storm clouds gathering. Aldric cracked his knuckles. No way that albino bastard was getting all the fun for himself. First time they were this much in sync. "I don't want to fight you," Drakkar growled, staying alert.

---- The air thickened with dangerous energy, ready to blow at the slightest provocation. "Shift the fuck already or we'll destroy you anyway!" Aldric roared and lunged at him. His powerful body was transformed in the race. Azarot's Lycan jaws snapped open, ready to tear him apart. Dark spectral hands crawled up Drakkar's legs, slithering like poisonous snakes to hold him down. On the other side, a fast shadow loomed over him. Silas'black eyes spelled disaster. Two against one.noveldrama

Definitely not fair. But Khalum was strong, very strong, and he still didn't have the last piece of his heart. Drakkar's body exploded with green energy from his soul. That elemental power especially affected beasts... like Aldric. ---- He tore off his clothes and roared with fury, shifting into his massive war form. To Khalum's eyes, the Lycan royal's movements looked like slow motion. He also heard the whistle of Silas' attack, aimed to rip him apart.

Below, the specters dug their filthy claws into his fur, trying to drag him into their hole. It all happened in seconds for everyone else, but Khalum had planned it all out. He dug his claws into Aldric's chest, stomped on those monsters' heads with powerful legs, spun in the air as Azarot's jaws came inches from his throat, and hurled him across the field. He slammed Aldric's body into Silas, who was charging with amassive scythe to slice him open. Damn it with these psychos!

And that was them not trying to kill him for real... or were ---- they? Drakkar suddenly wondered if that was the case. Meanwhile, Aldric was flying straight toward Silas. "Azarot, fuck, defense!"