The Lycan King and his Dark Temptation novel Chapter 356

NARRATOR

A FEW DAYS LATER…

Rousse had never been in such a foul mood in his life.

Zarek had asked him, as a favor, to accompany Drakomir to deal with a difficult situation.

But after a rather long trip, it turned out the rebellion had been “handled.”

Rousse felt uneasy. Something about this whole story smelled like lies.

Leaving his mate again didn’t sit well with him.

So he returned first, without even waiting for Drakkar and Drakomir, who were also in the party.

Drakkar always took the chance to wring information out of his advisor, the Lord.

At this point, he could write a book and teach a masterclass in sex.

When Rousse reached the fortress, every alarm he had went off.

A massive barrier had been raised outside the walls.

He tried to summon his power or call Zarek, but the energy bounced back without reaching its target.

With his urgency slipping out of control, he started circling the fortress, looking for a hiding spot.

Outside, the houses stood intact; the mixed villages of vampires and werewolves were in apparent peace.

So why had the fortress been sealed?

Rousse’s power soon found a path, a fine line of magic he followed at almost a run.

Through a small service door he managed to slip into an empty inner courtyard.

Rousse looked around; where were the warriors and the servants?

Where was his Meridiana?

Soon, the call of his soul linked with hers.

The undead general ran that way without thinking twice,

his supernatural power erupting with murderous intent and his aura bristling with threats.

However, the trail of magic led him to a heavy outer wooden door and, when he pushed it, he was stunned to find a beautiful garden.

Rousse moved forward with caution.

Despite the beauty: the flowers stroked by butterflies, the vine-covered fountain, the almost magical atmosphere; his attention was fixed entirely on the little pavilion in the middle.

It was small, with a round platform and posts that rose to a white canopy.

In the middle of the peaceful garden, a woman stood waiting for him with her back turned.

“Love? Meridiana?” Rousse’s rough voice called to her, a little uncertain.

He could feel her aura, her delicious scent; however, all of this was far too strange.

The wood creaked under his heavy boots as he climbed the steps to the platform.

“Baby?” Rousse’s hand reached out to take her by the shoulder and turn her around.

But at that very moment, she turned slowly and looked straight at his stupefied face.

She looked at him!

“So… do you like them?” she asked, with sunlight filtering through the canopy.

“I love them because they make you happy, they gave you your confidence back, and I know how much you longed to see the world; I’ll take you to travel it and discover everything you want.”

Rousse made the promise they had postponed.

Zarek was no longer at war; days of peace would come for generations.

He would go to discover the new continents with his woman, so she could see everything she hadn’t been able to behold these years.

“You are my greatest gift, my brave general.”

They spoke their vows in silence, a ceremony just for them, intimate, just the way they preferred.

However, Rousse learned that he wasn’t the only one who had fallen into the plans being woven in secret.

Although Meridiana hadn’t wanted to take part and preferred privacy with him, today was, in fact, going to be a very special day.

A mega-wedding had been prepared, and there were two grooms on this side who didn’t know a thing about it.

“I can’t wait to see the faces of those two who kept calling me paranoid,” Rousse muttered, twisting his mouth as he took his mate and headed back into the castle.

He still carried her in his arms, and his hands wouldn’t stop roaming.

“Rousse… we have to get dressed for the ceremony,” Meridiana blushed as the general’s caresses began to sneak, quite indecently, under her skirt.

“I’m sure we’ve got a few hours left; let’s go celebrate our first honeymoon moment first,” he whispered against her lips, vanishing down the corridor and heading straight for their marital room.

Rousse preferred their alone time too, and they were going to enjoy it real good, breaking in those new eyes and some new positions in bed.

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When Drakomir and Drakkar reached the fortress gates, they were astonished to find Celine standing at the top of the stairs…