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.

"I love you, woman. You have no idea how much I desire you, Valeria," he suddenly confesses.

His heavy breath fans over my lips as his finger traces them. My heart pounds hard at his explicit declaration of love, and our bodies meld into a tight embrace.

"If you want to be the Queen of the world, I’ll lay it at your feet, my Selenia. Don’t be afraid—I’ll always be at your back, supporting you."

A lump forms in my throat. This brute, wild lycan is mine, only mine, and I wouldn’t trade him for anything or anyone.

"Then your Queen asks you to help her take off her boots. Can you obey?" I tease, expecting some sarcastic response, but what he does next completely disarms me.

Aldric kneels before me, one knee sinking into the grass while the other supports him as he takes my leg and rests my boot on it.

"Wait, my wolf, you don’t have to do that—it was a joke, Aldric," I say, surprised, placing my hands on his shoulders for balance.

"For me, it’s never been a joke, Valeria," he says seriously, looking up at me as his fingers gently undo the laces of my tall black boots, helping me take them off.

"From the moment you walked through the doors of my castle, I knew you were mine. Even though I tried to resist, you’ll always be mine. My wolf and I surrender to you willingly, Valeria Von Carstein. On my knees, I swear my loyalty and fidelity to you—we will never betray you. We’d rather die first."