The Lycan King and his Dark Temptation novel Chapter 444

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"Mmmnn!" Maxwell screamed as he watched his father’s head roll across the ground.

It happened so fast, so mercilessly. Blood still pumped from the severed arteries, painting the grotesque scene red over the grass.

A collective gasp of shock filled the air. The elemental girl fainted again from the sheer horror.

"Silas, I told you to control yourself, love," Sigrid huffed internally.

"You promised we’d get back to the cabin quickly. Your father is busy with your mother. This was taking too long."

She didn’t know whether to laugh or cry at her mate’s madness.

"The entire Regent’s family is now imprisoned and exiled from the palace. They will no longer hold any authority," Silas added, his gaze locked on Maxwell, who was kneeling, choking on his sobs over his father’s lifeless body.

Sigrid lifted the restriction on his mouth, but she instantly regretted it.

"We are descendants of your family! How could you do this to the man who always idolized you?!" Maxwell forgot his fear, consumed by grief.

"You are nothing to me. You’ve lived a lie for millennia. Your blood doesn’t run in my veins, and you only used my name to climb to the top." Silas shattered the myth of the so-called royal family.

The first leader of the elemental people, now trapped within the barrier and lost on what to do next, had been Silas’s uncle.

He and his wife had spread tales of the incredible elemental who saved them, wielding power that defied the heavens and the Goddess herself.

They proclaimed themselves rulers, and because they were related to Silas, they were accepted. That was how the so-called royal family came to be. The first official Regent of the Realm had been none other than Drusilla’s son.

The very same one Sigrid had saved. The one Silas had healed from his infected magic, granting him the chance to live.

"The first Regent was the son of a De La Croix witch and an elemental. My uncles never told the full truth. They adopted him."

The soldiers exchanged stunned glances. The nearest guests who overheard immediately began whispering, spreading the revelation.

"No, this can’t be! You can’t deny us as your family!" Maxwell’s every word sent a fresh wave of agony through his torn lips.

His chest felt even worse, tight with anguish. His mother was dead. His father was gone. And worst of all, he had no pedigree.

"After seeing what a miserable murderer you are, if anyone has the right to claim the Regent’s position right now, it’s that woman standing right there," Sigrid said, pointing at Katherine.

Katherine stared at her as if she had grown another head. Was she hallucinating again?

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