The Lycan King and his Dark Temptation novel Chapter 185

ALDRIC

"No, no… My little girl will be fine. Goddess, please… Let my mate and my pup be safe."

I begged, extending my bond toward my daughter, urging her to come into the world.

"She’s here! She’s out!"

A cry—loud and strong—rose above Valeria’s painful screams, shaking our hearts.

I saw them wrap a tiny figure in soft white blankets. Dark, jet-black hair peeked out, standing in stark contrast to her pale skin.

"Your Majesties, here is your little princess. Congratulations, my Queen," Valeria’s friend—who was now Dave’s mate—approached, cradling her in her arms.

I didn’t know what to do. My hands were sweating, trembling. This felt so unreal.

"I have no strength, Aldric… Hold her against my chest," Valeria murmured weakly, her voice barely a whisper as they continued tending to her, cleaning between her legs.

Juliette gently passed me the bundle, and as I took her into my arms, the knot in my throat tightened—my eyes burning red with unshed tears.

Carefully, I placed her against my mate’s chest.

"Baby, your parents have been dying to meet you… Grandma is here too," Valeria whispered softly.

Gabrielle stood beside us, wiping away the silent tears rolling down her cheeks.

My eyes couldn’t leave the tiny, wrinkled face. Her little mouth quivered like she was about to cry but held back.

Valeria’s delicate fingers brushed the strands of black hair from her face with so much tenderness it made my heart ache.

"Aldric, touch her, love…"

Vale could feel all my thoughts—my longings and my fears.

My rough fingers hesitated, approaching slowly, as if I were about to touch the most delicate porcelain.

The instant my fingertip brushed against her soft-as-clouds cheek, my daughter’s eyes fluttered open.

And she gave us the most angelic gaze I had ever seen.

"They’re your eyes, love… She has your eyes," Valeria whispered with a smile.

And we both stared, enchanted, at those huge silver-gray eyes that were now taking in the world.

My wolf howled euphorically inside me, pacing frantically, desperate to shift—to touch her himself. To carry her on his back, to run through the forests, to traverse the entire world just for her.

"I promise to protect you with everything I have. As long as your father has breath left in his lungs, nothing—nothing—will ever harm you."

I swore to her, my soul overflowing with love, holding them both against my chest—my treasures, the women of my life.

"Aldric… what’s wrong? Mom?" Valeria’s voice wavered with sudden anxiety. I felt our pup’s distress through our bond.

She whimpered, eyes still shut. Strange silver markings started appearing around her eyelashes, on her forehead.

"What’s happening? Gabrielle!" I called out, just as nervous, sensing it had to be something about her race.

"Her eyes…" Valeria murmured.

I looked down at our daughter as she opened them again.

This time, they were no longer gray.

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