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THE LYCAN KING AND HIS HUNTED LUNA 25
As the champion of House Black Fire continued to rain blows upon me, each cut sending waves of pain through my body, I could feel my strength waning. My chest burned from the impact of his powerful kick, and I struggled to catch my breath as blood spilled onto the cold arena floor. Desperation coursed through my veins as I sought to tap into the magic within me, the transformative power of my lycan state that had saved me countless times before.But to my dismay, my attempts to draw upon that power proved fruitless. The wounds remained open and unhealed, defying the natural order of my abilities. Panic gripped me as I realized that I was without my usual defenses, stripped of the extraordinary abilities that had once been at my command. How could this be? What force had stolen away my powers?With a swift motion, the champion of House Black Fire reached for a nearby torch, a wicked smile curling upon his lips. His intention was clear – to deliver the final blow, to end my life in a bl
THE LYCAN KING AND HIS HUNTED LUNA 26
King Edward, sitting on his throne, watched with wide eyes as Cain, vanquished the formidable champion of House Black Fire, the reigning champion of the tournament. A mixture of surprise and pride washed over him as he witnessed Cain’s display of skill and determination, delivering a fatal blow that sent his opponent’s head rolling across the blood-stained ground.The king’s astonishment quickly turned into unbridled joy, and a proud smile spread across his face. Rising from his throne, he joined the thunderous applause that reverberated through the arena. The crowd erupted in a frenzy of celebration, their cheers echoing off the stone walls, their admiration for Cain resounding like a battle cry.As the tumultuous noise gradually subsided, King Edward made his way down from the dais, his steps filled with a newfound energy and enthusiasm. He approached Agnes, who stood at the edge of the arena, her eyes still fixed on Cain, a mix of relief and admiration evident in her gaze.“Agnes,”
THE LYCAN KING AND HIS HUNTED LUNA 27
As I entered our chambers, Agnes rushed towards me with a mix of concern and relief painted across her face. Her eyes scanned my body, searching for any signs of wounds or injuries, her hands trembling slightly as she reached out to touch me.“Are you alright?” she asked, her voice filled with a sense of urgency. “I saw the cuts you received during the fight. I was so worried that you were seriously hurt.”I smiled softly, placing my hands on her shoulders and assuring her, “I’m fine, Agnes. Thanks to your protection spell, I was shielded from the flames. You saved me.”Agnes sighed, a mixture of relief and gratitude flooding her expression. “I couldn’t bear the thought of losing you,” she confessed, her voice barely above a whisper. “When I saw the champion of House Black Fire reaching for that torch, I knew I had to act. I couldn’t let them take you away from me.”I pulled her into a tender embrace, feeling the warmth of her presence wash over me. “I am eternally grateful, my love,”
THE LYCAN KING AND HIS HUNTED LUNA 28
The preparations for our campaign against the rebels were in full swing. Prince Vaemond and I stood side by side, organizing our troops and finalizing our strategy. The air was tense with anticipation, the weight of our mission hanging heavily upon us.As the troops assembled and the horses were readied, Agnes approached me with determination etched on her face. She had made up her mind, and her eyes bore into mine with unwavering resolve.“Cain, I cannot bear the thought of staying behind while you face the dangers ahead,” she declared, her voice filled with determination. “I am capable, and I wish to fight by your side. We are stronger together.”I reached out, gently taking her hand in mine, my gaze softening. “Agnes, my love, you know how much you mean to me,” I began, my voice filled with a mix of affection and concern. “But our child… our unborn child is precious, and we must prioritize their safety above all else.”Agnes’s expression softened as she placed her free hand on her
THE LYCAN KING AND HIS HUNTED LUNA 29
As Agnes strolled through the opulent halls of the Royal mansion, her footsteps masked by the echoes of her surroundings, she overheard the voice of King Edward in conversation with one of his trusted advisers. Intrigued by their hushed tones, she instinctively moved closer, careful to remain concealed in the shadows.Her heart raced with anticipation as she caught snippets of their conversation, her ears straining to decipher their words. And then, the revelation hit her like a thunderbolt. There was no rebellion. King Edward had fabricated the entire plot to lure Cain into a trap, using the illusion of a rebellion as bait.Agnes gasped, her hand instinctively covering her mouth to stifle the sound. Her mind reeled with disbelief and betrayal. She had believed in King Edward’s cause, in the righteousness of their mission. But now, it became apparent that everything had been a carefully orchestrated deception.Her eyes widened as she continued to listen, her heart pounding in her ches
THE LYCAN KING AND HIS HUNTED LUNA 30
As we sat by the campfire, the flickering flames casting a warm glow around us, Vaemond opened up to me, his eyes filled with a mix of vulnerability and longing.“You know, Cain,” Vaemond began, his voice tinged with sadness, “I’ve always wondered what it would be like to have a normal childhood, to have a mother who would hold me and tell me stories, a father who would guide me and teach me. But I never had that.”He looked into the distance, his gaze lost in memories. “My mother passed away when I was just a baby. I have no memory of her, no recollection of her love. My father, King Edward, he cut off all my friends and kept me confined within the palace walls. I grew up feeling like a prisoner, isolated from the world.”I listened attentively, empathizing with his pain. “That must have been incredibly difficult for you, Vaemond. To yearn for a connection, for the love of a mother, and to feel trapped within the confines of your own home.”Vaemond nodded, a hint of bitterness in his
THE LYCAN KING AND HIS HUNTED LUNA 31
As my footsteps echoed through the silent forest, I couldn’t help but feel a growing unease. The absence of any resistance seemed too good to be true. Was this a trap? Had the rebels anticipated our movements and lured us into a false sense of security?I signaled for my guards to halt, their eyes mirroring my own skepticism. We exchanged cautious glances, communicating without words the need for heightened vigilance. Something was amiss, and it was imperative that we remained alert.“I don’t like this, Cain,” one of the guards whispered, his voice barely audible above the rustle of leaves. “It’s too quiet. It feels… unnatural.”I nodded in agreement, a knot forming in the pit of my stomach. The absence of any sign of life in this supposed rebel stronghold was disconcerting. It defied all logic and strategic thinking. I couldn’t help but wonder if our intelligence had been flawed or if we had fallen into a well-crafted trap.“Stay on guard,” I instructed, my voice firm but tinged with
THE LYCAN KING AND HIS HUNTED LUNA 32
As the scent led me closer to the source, I remained vigilant, sensing danger lurking in the shadows. Suddenly, the air was rent with the sounds of chaos and the clash of metal against metal. The bandits, dressed in garments reminiscent of Arab attire, emerged from the shadows with a menacing air about them.Their appearance was striking yet foreboding. The bandits wore tattered desert robes, their faces partially concealed by worn scarves. Their eyes gleamed with a mixture of cunning and malice, and the weapons they brandished spoke of their skill in combat. Each bandit seemed battle-hardened, with weathered features and a hardened resolve etched upon their faces.Their leader stood tall and imposing, a figure draped in flowing robes adorned with intricate patterns. His eyes bore an intensity that pierced through the chaos, marking him as a force to be reckoned with. His presence commanded respect, and it was evident that he held sway over his men.The realization struck me with a jo
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