The Lycan King and his Dark Temptation novel Chapter 99

VALERIA

I thought about the possibility of him removing the heavy chain from my ankle. It seemed enchanted, and I was certain it was draining all my energy.

I wasn’t so lucky—he didn’t release me. Instead, our steps led us to the double glass doors that opened onto a small balcony.

My eyes widened in awe as I looked out into the night. We were high up, in an ancient castle perched on a mountain surrounded by snow and a frozen lake.

In the distance, dark walls stretched out, shrouded in cold air and a dense, dark fog that blanketed the sky.

"Since you’re taking it all in, why not have a look at our guests in the plaza?" he murmured in my ear, his hand controlling my head.

My black hair blew in the strong winds from the heights, along with the thin nightgown that offered no protection against the freezing temperatures.

"No, no..." was all I could manage when I saw, far below in a wide stone plaza surrounded by walls, Celine—gagged and tied, her hands bound above her head and nearly hanging from sturdy iron beams on a wooden platform.

Around her, several men sat at a small table, playing dice, whistling, hurling insults, and speaking to her lecherously.

"You know, a strong and resilient hybrid is hard to find these days," his breath brushed against my ear, his words dripping with malice. "The vampire soldiers have quite the appetite and get bored during long hours on duty. What do you say we enjoy a little show?"

"No! What are you going to do to her?! Celi—!" I screamed, but his hand clamped over my mouth.

My eyes were forced to witness what I didn’t want to see, and my muffled cries were swallowed by his grip.

I tried to resist, to break free, but I felt powerless again, just like that time on the cliff. He was a being I still couldn’t defeat.

His command had already been given, and his despicable men stood up. Two of them climbed onto the platform while the others whistled from their seats at the table.

Celine squirmed, trying to escape their disgusting hands on her body.

She growled through the gag, and it seemed she couldn’t shift into her wolf form either.

The men groped her breasts over her blouse while another slid his hands between her legs over her pants, licking her neck and taunting her with filthy words.

I knew it was only going to get worse. I struggled violently, but the Vampire King held me firmly from behind, his arm locked around my waist like a shackle, pulling me close to his body while his other hand covered my mouth.

The men began tearing at the buttons of her pants despite her kicking and resistance.

They struck her face and demanded obedience. Then I heard a roar I had never heard before.

My tear-filled, terrified eyes darted to a corner of the plaza, to the depths of the ground, where I saw an enraged brown Lycan roaring furiously.

He was bound to iron supports, standing with his back covered in whip marks inflicted by those same men who now beat him.

Despite his injuries, Quinn hadn’t stopped trying to break free to reach his sister and save her.