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The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation by Luna Nova

Chapter 322
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Chapter 323

Hunters and prey.

My black hair whipped in the wind as I rode across the plains, my lips parting in a fleeting smile. Far from home,

trapped in a foreign body, my head constantly in danger, with no idea how to return or who | was supposed to

save—I| was terrified. That was the truth.

But | cfrom a lineage of iron-willed men and women. | would not disgrace my family.

| arrived at the inn after passing through a traveling market and left my horse in the stable. Stepping through the

main entrance, | met the innkeeper’s astonished gaze and climbed the creaky stairs.

Knock, knock, knock.

I knocked on the door, but there was no answer.

"It's me," | called. | could feel his presence inside—he hadn’t run. He was following my orders, and | liked that.

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Was he still unable to get up? | reached for the handle, but before I could turn it, he unlocked it from the inside.

As | examined the golden lettering, | pondered why Electra wanted to attend an auction. What was she after?

"Is it because of that?"

| stared at my reflection in the mirror, where cold, gleaming green eyes stared back at me. | pulled open my

robe, revealing the nearly healed bruises on my neck. Electra also had dark secrets—a cellar filled with

elemental slaves that | had to figure out how to free without raising suspicion.

It seemed this witch was infertile, but no one knew. She was willing to do anything to get pregnant and bear

offspring—the ultimate obsession of supernatural beings in this era. That's why she had no qualms about

drowning Drusilla’s children out of pure envy.

"Fine, I'll go—but only because it benefits me," | murmured, heading to the wardrobe to pick a dark, discreet, and

comfortable outfit.

| would attend the auction, but | had my own agenda. | needed components to build the artifact | saw in the Book

of Risorgimento. | prayed that it would work a miracle and allowto communicate with my family.

"Is the horse saddled?" | asked the stablehand, eyeing the magnificent black steed Electra rode.

"Yes, my lady." The boy nodded.

Hiding my excitement, | mounted. My dark leather trousers fit snugly, and the heavy hood draped over my

shoulders.

"My lady! Why didn’t you informyou were leaving? Saddle my horse at once!"

"Don’t saddle anything. If | didn’t tell you, it's because | don’t need you, Grimm. | think you're overstepping your

place."

| gripped the reins firmly, making the horse step forward. | halted beside him, and he stared at me, his dark eyes

full of unreadable thoughts. | extended the riding crop and placed it under his chin, tilting his head up properly.

"Be careful. Just because | don’t crush a slithering snake under my heel doesn’t mean | can’t—do you

understand?" | warned.

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Electricity crackled from my fingertips, traveling through the crop until it met his skin, which reddened from the

magical surge. Yet he endured it, lowering his gaze instead.

"I understand perfectly, Lady Electra," he gritted out.

"Hyah!"

| spurred the horse and galloped away from that oppressive castle.

| closed my eyes, taking a deep breath of the fresh forest air, listening to the rustling leaves, the birds, the

distant sounds of life beyond the cursed walls | had just left behind.

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