A Luna for the Lycan King novel Chapter 23

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“Darren, NO!” Both of his parents yelled at the same time. I was captivated by the primal growl that escaped his lips as he held his fangs against my neck. A surge of electricity coursed through me, sending shivers down my spine and causing my entire body to tingle. Unlike Alfred’s mark, which had caused me pain, this sensation was one of intense pleasure. The moment his fangs broke through my skin, I felt a sharp prick before being consumed by a wave of euphoria that seemed to wash over me in waves. It was a feeling unlike any other, one that left me gasping for breath and craving more.

He pulled his canines out from my neck, his tongue carefully lapping over his mark. I felt new energy and waves flowing inside of me. A delicate strand that had been tethered to Alfred suddenly vanished into thin air, replaced by a rush of energy that seemed to fill the void with an overwhelming force. It was commanding, powerful, and it fastened me to Darren.

“Now, there is nothing more to be said. She is my queen,” Darren growled, challenging his parents.

“You foolish son!” Milo growled.

“Now there is no way to break the curse.” Winifred covered her face with her hand.

“We don’t know if killing her would have worked anyway.” Milo clamped his mouth tight, and it was obvious he didn’t mean to

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say the words aloud. But Darren’s furious bellow made the walls tremble, and I felt his power quiver inside of me.

“It was for you. To protect our future. Darren, your anger and void of emotions comes from the curse. Remember the curse… that came from her family. They are the only ones who can break it. We killed them all but one… she got away, and all hope was lost. But then fate brought the only living line back to us. And all we had to do was-” Winifred’s wails were cut off by

Darren’s roar.

“Fucking say it again and you are dead,” Darren seethed.

“We just wanted to help you. And I don’t know what to do now. How can we stop this?” Winifred sobbed as my mind was reeling. I’d been marked, they were going to kill me, they killed my family, and I was the reason behind some curse. A curse that was the cause of my mate’s intense anger. There was an energy swirling inside of me, and it was angry! It was as if his emotions were funneling inside of me, and a wave of nausea hit me like a slap in the face. It was overwhelming.

It was as if his darkness was pouring into me and being filtered, seeping through my skin and filling every crevice of my being. It was heavy, like a weight pressing down on my chest, suffocating me with its dense presence. The coldness spread through my veins like an icy current, sending shivers down my spine. The darkness itself seemed to have a physical form, swirling around me in a menacing dance, taunting and threatening me with its unknown intentions. And underneath it all was a deep sense of malice, a malevolent force that filled the air with a visible sense of danger.

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Was this the burden he carried? Did this raging inferno burn inside him every time anger consumed him? No wonder he ruled without mercy. How could one show compassion when their very soul was being poisoned by demons attacking from within? My chest felt tight and constricted, my heart aching with an unexplainable pain. It must have been a never–ending battle, a constant struggle to keep his darkness at bay. What a cruel curse to be plagued with. To be taken over by madness, and then when clarity returned, you realized the damage you had caused. No wonder his parents were desperate to put a stop to it.

However, killing me would not end a curse. Did they not know anything about curses? I remember very well that a curse usually needed a price to be paid for it to be broken. Or the one who created the curse could end it. If it was my family line who created the curse, then I could end it, but I needed to know how. Usually a stipulation was made with the curse, or there was a safe item to break it. And they did the worst thing by killing them, the ones who would know the answer to this.

“I can’t let you two live. Planning to kill my mate is the most abysmal thing you ever could do to me. I don’t care what your reasons were. As the king, I sentence you both-”

“Darren, stop!” I choked out, trying to gulp down air. This burning pain was almost blinding, but I wasn’t going to lose to it. I wouldn’t let this darkness grip my heart. This wasn’t my curse, and it would not settle into me because we were connected as mates. And as my family’s curse, I should have power over it. There was only one way that I could think of to take control. “Darren, get on your knees.” I turned, staring at his

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eyes. “Now.” His eyes flickered in color before he slowly obeyed. “We’re going to figure this out, Dare, but with mental control and not being manipulated by emotions.”