The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation by Luna Nova

Chapter 1365

---- 222. A DEAL UNDER THREAT NARRATOR Rousse stared in awe at the small woman in his arms. He still

couldn't believe Meridiana had accepted him as her lover. His hand gently caressed her cheek. He breathed in

her delicious scent, filling his soul. He wished he could stay forever inside that pink bubble, but he knew it was

tto face the real world.

His sharp hearing caught the sound of boots coming up the stairs to the second floor The cadence, the strength

behind each step, the determined pace... it was the Lord heading toward his quarters. "My love, wake up,

Meridiana, wake up, baby, we've got company." The sorceress barely had tto rub her eyes before

understanding how serious this was. She immediately sank into her General's inner world. ---- The steps stopped

right in front of Rousse's door.

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Outside, Dracomir waited anxiously, even though he pretended to be indifferent. He hadn't slept, and it showed

on his slightly haggard face. His eyes kept darting to the last door in the hallway. Victoria's room. At least they

were sleeping in separate rooms, and that was a relief to his jealous heart. The door suddenly swung open, and

that strange male stood before him. "Lord, what brings you here so early?" "I need to talk to you," he all but

ordered. "Not here.

Let's go somewhere else." His eyes flicked briefly toward the crack under Victoria's door. He could feel her... she

was eavesdropping. "And why should I follow you to sunknown place? Planning to eliminatein secret?"

Rousse wasn't one to be intimidated by his dominant aura. ---- "If | wanted you gone, I'd have done it already

without the theatrics. Don't forget you're in my territory," Dracomir growled. "Let's go." He wasn't going to waste

any more ton nonsense.

He had to head back to the camp today, but he wasn't leaving without her. He'd thought about it non-stop during

the hours they'd been apart. Letting her go had been a terrible idea from the start. With or without his wolf,

Dracomir knew it-Victoria had to be his mate. That was the only explanation for how insane he felt about that

vampire. creed They finally walked down the hallway, and just before descending the stairs, the General looked

back.

Victoria stood in the doorway, her eyes red and sleep-deprived. "Go, Rousse, I'm keeping watch."

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