The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation – Chapter 100

Chapter 100

—- yelled, fury gripping me as I pointed to the memories etched in my mind.

“As long as I breathe, whenever I get my hands on one of those cursed creatures, I’ll strangle them to death because I owe it to my children! Do you understand? Because they were innocent! It’s either those disgusting creatures or us, Valeria.”

“This is a constant war, and it’s only going to get worse because I plan to take extreme action! My love, I need you to always be on my side and stay clear-headed. Compassion will only get you killed if they sense even the slightest opportunity.”

I was seething, glaring at her with my head lowered. She couldn’t understand. How could it be so hard to grasp, especially when she herself had been a victim of theirs multiple times?

I walked away to avoid taking out my frustration on her. I needed air, needed to run through the forest. Azarot roared in my head, filling it with torment. How had such a good day turned into this mess?

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VALERIA

I didn’t know how long I stood frozen in the same spot, replaying his words over and over in my mind.

I felt suffocated, my confession stuck in my throat, ready to spill out, but fear held it back.

Yes, I was afraid of the man I loved.

I understood his reasons, but I couldn’t strip off my skin and stop being one of the creatures he wanted so desperately to strangle and destroy.

My hands trembled as I packed away all his memories into the box, tears falling uncontrollably.

What exactly was I doing this for?

I couldn’t hide my origins forever, and something deep inside told me that the happy life we had planned wasn’t possible between two people born to be sworn enemies.

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That night, he returned very late and apologized for his outburst. He led me to the crypts deep within the castle, where his children and former mate rested. Together, we carefully placed their belongings there. In front of them, he spoke moving words and made promises for us.

But far from feeling happy, my heart felt heavier and more wounded.

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A few days later, we departed for the pack where I was born, but something gnawed at me—the proximity to Autumn Forest.

Could my dear ex-mother-in-law still be looking for me? Probably not. I was never that important. Maybe they’d even forgotten I ever existed.

But as always, my prayers were useless, and fate once again played its cards against me.