Traded To The Lycan King

THE VAMPIRE KING Blood splattered on the floor as muffled sounds of attempts to speak filled the room.

His eyes stared at me, full of disbelief.

To be my General, you need balls, which you clearly lack.

I dont need a cowardly, slippery vermin by my side.

Die happy knowing you served me, I said with disdain, continuing my path toward that damned prophetic witch.

She told me there was a woman who could read the Altars, but she never warned me it was the daughter of Gabrielle, the former Queen I once served as General and right-hand man.

How could that damned baby have survived all this time? I didnt nourish her with the powerful blood her mother left behind before sacrificing herself to seal the Lunar Gate, imprisoning the King of the Specters.

Twas the one who plunged the dagger into her tiny chest and threw her into that deep abyss.

How many lives does that creature have? What kind of magic protected her from death? The descendants of Juno area pain in the ass, all pretending to be heroines, wanting to bring peace among the creatures of the night.

to that mangy Lycan King no one will take my throne! BAM! Islammed the sanctuary door open, where that trick-filled

to get every bit of information you can about the Lycan

our spies and pass on

bare hands, you wretched hag! pees QUINN We ran swiftly through the foggy

carried Valeria

carry her, but I understood

obvious she had already

shared a special bond, and I was

about Valerias origins, though I didnt say ---- anything

of the monarch of the Dark Realm,

that woman; I could never forget

reminded me

Gabrielle, the Merciful.

Quinn, focus.