The Lycan King and his Dark Temptation novel Chapter 237

SIGRID

Renata felt the imminent danger crawl up the back of her neck, making every hair stand on end.

Where was that demonic energy coming from?

She spun around, driven by the heat of the moment and her own rage, blocking the strike of dark aura aimed straight at her body.

The wave rippled through the forest, hatred clashing against hatred. Around her, the trees, the grass, the animals—everything that held life began to die, consumed by her powers.

An elemental was the source? What kind of sick joke was this?

A disfigured man, surrounded by suffocating darkness and black magic, lunged at her with two weapons in hand—daggers forged from his own energy.

"SILAS, NO! RUN, RUN!" Sigrid screamed, coughing up blood that splattered onto the withered leaves.

It felt like the whole world was suddenly dying.

Silas didn’t hear her. He charged at the woman who was about to kill his favorite person.

When he had followed the trail of his lady’s magic and saw that scene, he didn’t think twice. He surrendered control to all his demons—his mind set on one thing: kill.

BAM!

Renata stopped the attack with her own magical sword.

Once she overcame the initial shock, she focused on eliminating the new threat. It was obvious he was working with that damn witch.

Silas wielded the two daggers skillfully, dodging over and over, but getting wounded from all sides.

His clothes were in tatters, his body drenched in blood, yet he kept attacking Renata relentlessly with shadowy tentacles, striking from every direction without giving her a moment to breathe.

But he fought on instinct alone. He was overloading his body—and he had never been properly trained.

BOOM!

"SILAS!" Sigrid screamed as she saw his body fly through the air from one of Renata’s brutal kicks.

He crashed into the rotting trunk of a tree that teetered dangerously, about to collapse on top of him.

Renata turned her back to Sigrid, watching him, raising her hand, ready to give the final push to bring the tree down.

Silas was still trying to get up, dazed from the blow.

The red liquid streamed endlessly, dripping from the corners of his mouth.

Both his eyes were pitch black and cursed, filled with resentment and hatred. Quick, ragged breaths escaped his lips.

If that tree fell, it would crush him completely!

Sigrid didn’t stop to weigh the consequences. She screamed like a madwoman, breaking free from her restraints and unlocking all the magical power contained within Electra’s body.

She attacked Renata mercilessly.

"AAAHHH!" Renata cried out as a deep wound ripped open across her back.

The pain was so intense, nearly reaching the bone, that her legs gave out, and she collapsed to her knees on the withered grass.

What the hell was this now?! Selenia power?!

She had no time to process what was happening—or her head would be rolling in an instant. She shot back to her feet.

Sigrid lunged at her, golden daggers clashing repeatedly against Renata’s sword.

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