The Lycan King and his Dark Temptation novel Chapter 236

NARRATOR

Zarek rushed out into the castle garden. Immediately, Celine came running to meet him.

"Love, what’s going on? Why did everything suddenly turn into chaos?"

"What happened to my daughter?! Tell me!"

Before he could explain, Valeria grabbed him by the collar, her voice breaking with tears.

The pain in her blue eyes was undeniable.

She could feel her, her presence, even her scent, the melancholy lingering in the air—her little girl had been close to them. Why did it feel like the fading spirit of someone dead?

"Calm down, Your Majesty, relax, I’ll explain. Aldric, please," Zarek asked the Lycan King, who immediately went to support his mate, consoling her in his strong arms despite his own desperation.

Quinn and Gabrielle were equally distressed, their faces full of worry.

Gabrielle tried to comfort her daughter; they had all felt Sigrid’s overwhelming sadness.

"Sigrid has been called for a mission by… the Goddess," Zarek spat the name out like he’d tasted shit.

"She didn’t give me details, but I’m sure she sent her to fix her damn mess from the past."

Now more than ever, the hatred boiled back up, renewed.

How dare she trick another member of their family with her schemes?

And the most beloved one at that—the one who brought them all together despite their differences.

"No, no, no! If she wanted a Selenia, she could’ve summoned me! I would’ve answered the call! Wasn’t that supposed to be unnecessary now?!" Valeria was on the verge of a breakdown.

In an instant, her world had crumbled.

"Sweetheart, I don’t think it’s the call. The ancient power of the Selenias still holds the seal—barely, but it’s still there," Gabrielle assured her, holding her hands.

"King Lycan, Sigrid’s body is near the well she uses as a portal, in the nearby forest. With any luck, when we get to her, she’ll already be back in this present. Time doesn’t pass the same there." No sooner had he finished speaking than Aldric bolted off, Valeria close behind.

Everyone was going to search for her.

Zarek sighed, grabbing Gabrielle’s arm as she turned to head toward the forest too.

"Gabrielle, stop clinging to this harsh reality. You and I both know—the war is inevitable, and it’s already upon us. Don’t keep giving them false hope." He looked straight into her blue eyes.

"And if Sigrid manages to change the past? If Umbros isn’t..."

"Things won’t be that simple. Don’t fool yourself. The Moon Goddess can’t alter every event in time and the past to suit her needs. The other gods won’t let her disturb the order like that. They’ve already forgiven enough of her mistakes. The dead stay dead," Zarek added.

"I just hope Sigrid isn’t the one who suffers the most in this secret, suicidal mission."

They exchanged complicated glances. All they could do was wait—or try to force her back if things went wrong.

Finally, they headed toward the woods.

"Baby, is what the prince said true?" Quinn squeezed his Selenia’s fingers, always afraid of losing her, always afraid of the future.

"I’m afraid so, my love," Gabrielle whispered, sighing. "Time is running out, and soon, it’ll be victory or death."

Gabrielle could only hope to find her granddaughter back safe—and not her daughter, shattered in her mate’s arms.

How much would their present change with Sigrid’s actions in the past?

Why did the Selenias always have to suffer so much?

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