Lycan Twins 1
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The air in the room seemed to thicken as the door creaked open once more. Lora’s pulse
quickened, her senses immediately alert. A tall, imposing figure stepped into the room, and it felt
as if the very atmosphere recoiled from his presence. The man’s aura was suffocating, commanding, as if he had the power to bend the air itself to his will. Lora’s breath hitched, and for a moment, she wasn’t sure if the sensation tightening around her chest was from fear or some
otherworldly force he was exerting.
“You’re awake,” the man observed, his voice deep and cold, carrying the weight of authority. He
studied her with an intense gaze, his eyes piercing through her as if he could see every thought, every emotion she was trying to conceal. His words dripped with disdain as he continued, “I must say, I’m not impressed. I was expecting more of a fight, but taking you was just too easy.”
Lora’s heart pounded in her chest, her instincts screaming at her to flee, but her body felt rooted to
the spot. She forced herself to remain calm, her voice barely steady as she asked, “Who are you?
Where am I? What do you want from me?”
The man remained silent for a moment, his expression unreadable. Then, to Lora’s surprise, he let
out a low, mocking laugh that sent shivers down her spine. His laughter echoed through the room, filling the small space with a sense of impending doom.
“Who am I?” he repeated, a cruel smile playing on his lips. “Where are you? What do I want? All such predictable questions.” He paused, his eyes narrowing as he seemed to revel in her fear.
“I actually don’t need anything from you,” he said casually, as if her kidnapping was nothing more
than a trivial inconvenience. “But I was curious to meet the so-called ‘Goddess’s Gift.””
Lora’s mind raced as she tried to process his words. She knew she had to tread carefully. “If you
need healing,” she offered cautiously, “there’s another way. I’ve never refused anyone in need, so
you didn’t have to kidnap me for this.”
She stopped abruptly as he took a step forward, the light finally revealing his features. He was
strikingly handsome, in a way that felt unnatural, with sharp, angular features and eyes that
gleamed with something dark and ancient. But there was an edge to him, a lethal grace that made
her blood run cold.
“Do I look like someone who needs help?” he asked, his voice dripping with sarcasm. His smile
widened, revealing a set of unnervingly sharp teeth. “No, little Luna, I have no need for your healing.
But you… you have interfered with my plans.”
Lora’s breath caught in her throat as the man’s features began to change. His skin rippled, muscles bulging beneath the surface, and his eyes, once human, shifted to a predatory yellow. Before her
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eyes, the man transformed, growing larger, more feral, until he stood before her in his true form a Lycan
She stumbled back, her mind screaming in terror as the realization hit her. This wasn’t just any
enemy, this was one of the ancient, powerful beings her kind had fought for centuries to keep at
bay. A true Lycan, a creature born from darkness and nightmares. Their current enemy!
The Lycan laughed again, a deep, guttural sound that echoed through the room. “At least you have
some common sense,” he mocked, clearly amused by her fear. “You’ve realized early that there’s no
chance of fighting me.”
Lora’s body trembled as she tried to gather her thoughts, to find a way out of this nightmare. But
the sheer power radiating from the Lycan before her was overwhelming, and she knew that any
attempt to resist would be futile. Her mind flashed to Azriel, her twins, her pack: how would they
survive without her? She could not let the damn Lycans use her as a bargain chip!
“What do you want?” she forced out, her voice shaking. “Why are you doing this?”
The Lycan’s eyes glittered with dark amusement. “I’ve already told you,” he said, his voice low and dangerous. “I was curious. Curious about the one they say is blessed by the Moon Goddess
herself. Curious to see if you could be of use to me….. or if you would just be another pretty face to
break.
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