The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation – Chapter 117

Chapter 117

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VALERIA

It was another massive brown Lycan—Quinn—dripping blood from multiple wounds, who began battling Aldric, assailing him alongside Celine in her vampire form.

I knew they were defending me, rebelling against the King for my sake.

I appreciated their loyalty, but this was not how I wanted things to end.

Everything was the result of my fears and indecision.

The forest was filled with roars and the stench of thick blood.

I began absorbing all the fog brimming with dark energy around me.

My wings beat fiercely, creating gusts of air that swept away the illusions and deceptions.

My feet lifted a few inches off the ground, and the moonlight started piercing the darkness.

But there was too much dark energy, and I was just a novice at controlling my power.

I opened my eyes just as something flew toward me, landing at my feet with a dull thud.

“Quinn!” I cried, utterly exhausted, on the verge of collapsing.

I felt like the dark energy coursing through my veins would explode at any moment if I didn’t rest to process it.

But I couldn’t pass out now.

I knelt beside Quinn’s wounded body as he struggled to stand.

He lacked the strength to maintain his Lycan form and reverted to a human, his injuries severe.

A she-wolf roared in front of us—Celine in her animal form—glaring ahead where Aldric was approaching.

This time, though, he wasn’t blinded by rage; he seemed slightly disoriented.

“Celine, come here! Protect Quinn. No matter what happens, don’t fight Aldric anymore—he’ll kill you. I’ll fight. This is my battle. I’ll fight!” I shouted into her mind as I stretched out my hand to stop Quinn’s bleeding.

That’s when I noticed one of my hands had returned to its human form while the other remained clawed and pale, black veins crawling across almost my entire body.

I glanced at myself briefly.

It was as if I were half-human and half-Selenia, perhaps because I was too drained to maintain my full form.

Celine leapt to lick her brother’s wounds, all the while growling at Aldric.

“Va… Valeria?” he suddenly spoke into my mind, and I looked at him, standing a few meters away from us.

Slowly, I rose to face him, clenching my fists without fear.

If he was going to condemn me, this was the moment to find out.

I wouldn’t let him harm my friends.

“It’s me, Aldric, m—”

I couldn’t finish the sentence.