The Lycan King and his Dark Temptation novel Chapter 135

VALERIA

"No, no, please don’t kneel," I stop her just as she’s about to kneel before me.

"I will speak to everyone. I was the wife of the former village chief—they listen to my opinion."

"I’ll also speak on your behalf, don’t worry," the guide chimes in with a smile, the same man I gave a few coins to when we arrived, so he could lead me to the deceiving witch’s house.

I thank them, and although this small village may seem insignificant, it’s the first step toward changing the hearts of the people in this Realm.

My mother was my mother—a powerful Queen, strict but fair. I am me, a stranger who fell out of nowhere and now has to fix all the mess that traitorous Vampire King left behind.

"Come, let’s run. You need to free yourself from all these worries. I want some time alone with my wife," my mate’s deep voice caresses my ear as he intertwines his fingers with mine and leads me to an unknown place.

I follow him without hesitation, through the dirty, narrow alleys, weaving through the labyrinth of dark houses until we reach the edge of the forest, where we step into the embrace of nature.

The sunset’s rays gently caress the leaves of the trees, easing some of the sorrow and poverty of this place that was once prosperous.

"Shift into your wolf form, let’s take a run," he urges, and I watch as he sensually pulls off his shirt, revealing his powerful chest adorned with red and black tribal tattoos that ripple over his muscles.

He slowly and provocatively unbuttons his pants, letting me stare at him like a pervert.

He hooks his fingers into the waistband of his boxer briefs and slides them down, removing his pants and underwear in one go, giving me a hot and exciting view of his half-hard cock.

"Do you need a towel for your drool? Or should I clean it up with this?" He shamelessly grabs himself, massaging the dark pink tip, making it stand even firmer.

I know he’s teasing me, but honestly, he’s got me drooling.

"I think I prefer the second option," I reply, licking my lips, provoking him—I’m not going to be the prey here.

"Get naked already, you little cock tease, or I’ll end up taking you before we even start running," he growls through clenched teeth, stepping back, barely restraining himself.

His delicious scent assaults my senses, and his masculinity stiffens between his legs, betraying his lust.

I smile and slowly strip, torturing him just as he did to me.

I lean forward to slide my panties and dress down my hips, his wolfish eyes fixated on my breasts as they sway from side to side.