The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation – Chapter 56

Chapter 56: Your Blood is My Addiction

ALDRIC

Now that she was feeding on my powerful lycan blood—deadly to any other female—if I still had any doubts, they were completely gone.

“Easy, little one. Don’t rush, Val. I’m not going anywhere. It’s yours—my whole life is yours,” I whispered, kissing her sweat-dampened forehead as she went wild, sucking from my neck, biting me deep with her sharp fangs.

The pull of her mouth on my vein sent shivers of pleasure down to my cock, making me growl low. My body reacted even against my will.

Giving life and strength to his mate was the greatest pleasure for any wolf—and I was no exception.

Now that I was sure I could save her, I dared to remove that sharp iron from her chest.

“Hold on a second, baby. It’s going to hurt for a moment,” I warned her. I wanted to spare her the agony, but it was impossible.

I bent the tube with my hand until I heard the crack of the fracture, almost flush against Valeria’s chest. She moaned painfully against my neck.

The worst part was still to come.

I pressed almost completely against her body, holding her behind the legs and back, ready to carry her.

“I’m sorry, little one.”

But—

Aaahhhhh! she screamed in my mind, crushing my soul as I lifted her, pulling that murderous weapon from her flesh.

Immediately, blood flowed faster from the horrible hole left behind, but I forced Valeria to keep taking from my vital strength, confirming that—although slow—she was healing.

“Your Majesty, the maiden, is she… is she all right?” the Alpha finally spoke above our heads.

“Yes. Everything is fine now,” I replied, looking intensely at the unconscious woman in my arms. Her weak body was digesting all the power that now coursed through her veins.

“Your son?”

“He’s safe. A bit in shock and with some bruises, but he’s fine. We’ll discuss this matter later. For now, send your men to search for those bastards—everywhere, even under the stones of your pack. I’m returning to the mansion.”

I carried Valeria and prepared to leave this shithole where I almost lost her.

Now that I’ve confirmed she’s my mate, I’ve become even more possessive and overprotective of her. Because something tells me my worst fear has come true.

My enemy has noticed how important she is to me—and is hunting her.

I need to reconsider every decision I’ve made with Valeria—and decide what our future will be.

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VALERIA

Confused memories flood my mind. Agonizing pain… and the urge to surrender forever. Yet a command—a fierce, authoritative voice—kept calling me again and again.

My lips tasted the most delicious liquid in the world. Pure aged wine, deep and rich, sliding down my throat, warming my veins and belly.

It was Aldric.

He saved my life—and let me taste his precious lycan blood.

I opened my eyes to darkness. A hard wall of muscle was pressed against my face. My nose filled with his intoxicating scent that I loved.

We were lying on our sides on his bed. He was holding me protectively, almost merging our bodies together. Our legs were tangled, and his possessive arm wrapped around my waist.

I wasn’t sure if he was asleep, but I pressed my hand to his broad back and kissed his chest softly—stealing an intimate moment with the King, grateful for bringing me back to life.

“Do you feel unwell? Does it hurt much?” His husky voice startled me, whispering above my head.

He made me roll onto my back, and my heart pounded wildly at having him so close—and being caught touching him.

“I’m fine…”

“Let’s see if that’s true,” he replied. His hands moved to open my nightgown, exposing my breasts almost completely.

I didn’t resist. I let him examine me.

I shivered when his hand grazed the spot of my wound. Then he lowered his head to kiss me slowly, sweetly—nothing like his usual rough ways. His long hair tickled my skin as his masculine hand slid down to grip my hip and thigh sensually.

“I’m very angry, Valeria. Too angry with you. I swore I wouldn’t scold you, but I can’t let this recklessness slide,” he said seriously, lifting his head.

In the dimly lit room, his stormy gray eyes pierced into mine, making me swallow hard.

“Your Majesty… the pup—” Something clicked in my half-asleep mind.

The pup!

“Calm down, calm down, Valeria. The child is fine—just a bit bruised from the fall—but he’s okay,” he reassured me, gently pushing me back onto the bed.

“I know you did it for him, but I still can’t forgive you—”

“Shh. No. I don’t care about the whole story. We’ll discuss it tomorrow.”

He placed a finger on my lips just as I was about to explain everything.

“Do you have any idea how I felt—having you dying in my arms?”

His husky voice trembled slightly, and I knew perfectly well he was remembering his family.

“I won’t do it again… I won’t…”

“Of course, you won’t,” he growled, gripping my chin firmly, forcing me to face him. “I’ll make sure to teach you a lesson when you’ve rested, you rebellious maiden. Aldric the Good is gone.”