The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation

---- NARRATOR As Merkall stretched out his arm and began to read the runes beneath him, his knowledge as a sorcerer came into play.

Suddenly, as the words fell from his lips, the chains wrapped around Zareks body began to move like venomous serpents, slithering across the spirit of his form.

The bindings slipped from Gabrielles hand and began to glow, coiling tightly around Merkalls extended wrist.

He felt like the king of the universe.

Every vein in his body pulsed with ecstasy, and adrenaline surged through him, fueling his desires and delight.

Oh, yes...

fuck, he nearly had an orgasm, closing his eyes in sheer pleasure as he seized control of that ancient and powerful magicchains forged by the Goddess herself to bind such a dangerous and untamable being.

When Merkall opened his eyes, breathing heavily with sparks still flickering in his pupils, his new servant stood before him.

Show me your army, Zarek.

Show me why you were so feared! he commanded arrogantly.

Now he was the master and ruler of everything herehe could feel it, every nail and plank, every door and window in the castle, all under his command.

As you command, master, Zarek replied, barely concealing the mocking smile tugging at the corner of his cruel lips.

---- He walked toward the wide balcony, Merkall following close behind.

Gabrielle watched the back of that foolish sorcerer.

She didnt know what Zarek was planning, but it wouldnt be anything pleasanthe was a sadistic bloodthirsty monster.

Her gaze shifted to Celine, who still stood frozen, as if spellbound.

Why did she still seem to be under Merkalls control? Gabrielle remained silent, protecting her as she had promised Quinn, not wanting to interfere with the princes plans.

She knew the safest person in this castle right now was Celine herself.

As Merkall rubbed his hands in anticipation, eager to witness the greatest manifestation of Zareks powerthe army that had once ravaged the land, an army he sought to controlsomething stirred deep within the castle.

Blood-red eyes snapped open in the darkness of the dungeon, and the chains wrapped around his body began to glow intensely.

A burst of energy illuminated the deep cell.

Zareks deadly fangs gleamed in the darkness as he stretched his hands and lazily rubbed his neck.

The sharp clatter of chains hitting the floor echoed through the space.

The curse of that damn Goddess no longer existedhe had dismissed it.

His pact with her was to protect the Selenias; he had no obligation to lend his power to anyone else.noveldrama

Even the Selenias had to ask for his help politely; they were never his owners, and he certainly wouldnt bow to this pathetic sorcerer who had just signed his own death contract.