The Lycan King and his Dark Temptation novel Chapter 420

NARRATOR

Katherine had uncovered incredible revelations from translating those old papers, which had passed through the hands of nearly every woman in her family who possessed powers.

Each had contributed something valuable, continuing the research of their ancestors.

Katherine and Rossella’s mother was one of the few who had interacted the least with the family relic.

"Well, it’s most likely that they want to escape from the Elemental Realm as well," Elliot responded.

"And to open that breach, they also need magic. They want to use you; they’re going to lure us into their trap somehow," he concluded with anger.

So that’s what Brenda wanted him for. Treacherous snake.

"But we also want the same thing, and we’re still missing a part of the map and the spell."

"Exactly, sweetheart. They don’t know I’m a lycan. That guy is so arrogant he dared to strut around in front of Vorath. That’s our best weapon."

Their minds were already weaving a plan.

"So, you’re saying…"

"Exactly what you’re thinking, my wicked Duchess. Let them keep believing they’re the ones in control. I’d bet my head that vampire has the piece we’re missing."

*****

A FEW DAYS LATER…

BRENDA

I pour more wine into Thesio’s glass. Today, he’s happy—it’s his birthday.

I’m even happier because I’m officially a Duchess now, and every day I can stand fucking this idiot less and less.

"Where are you going?" He grabbed my wrist when I tried to get up, roughly yanking me onto the divan.

"Wait, darling," I moaned playfully against his chest, straddling one of his knees. His cock was rock-hard, ready to take me dry, as usual.

"I told you I had a surprise for your birthday. I think you’re going to like it," I smiled conspiratorially. His eyes immediately lit up.

Of course, we all had our dirty little secrets, and Duke Thesio was no exception.

In fact, among the nobles, their fetishes weren’t even that shocking.

"Did you make sure it was someone expendable? No annoying relatives, in case we need to get rid of them?" he asked huskily, gripping my waist tighter.

"Of course, my love. You’re going to love this. He’s a stable boy, came looking for work," I whispered in his ear, feeling his whole body vibrate with anticipation.

Fucking pervert.

"Here, for you," I reached under the cushion and pulled out a black mask.

He knew exactly what was coming—a game he enjoyed far too much.

Hiding my smirk, I stood and walked to the wall, lowering the fuel supply to the lamps, dimming the lights.

I locked the bedroom door with him inside and made my way to open the secret entrance.

As I unlocked the small hidden door in the antechamber, a man in a hood and full-face mask waited in the dark corridor.

He stepped inside, brushing past me.

"Did you give him the wine?" he asked in a near whisper.

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