The Lycan's Forbidden Mate novel Chapter 184

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“What’s happening? It hurts.” Ophelia let out a cry, tears pouring from her eyes. The pain was almost more intense than the flames she felt in her nightmares.

Nikolai sighed profoundly. Of course, It was merely necessary for someone to destroy what was meant to be a joyous evening.

Gritting his teeth, he placed a kiss on her forehead and pressed his palm against it. A dark wisp slowly poured forth, knocking her out cold.

He took her in his arms and, with a heavy sigh, went to the bathing room to bathe them both. He replaced the bed linens, dressed her in a cozy nightgown, and carefully placed her on the bed.

As he put on his clothes, his countenance became solemn. Dressed in a loose–fitting white shirt and loose–fitting white slacks, he grinned mischievously, hoping to resemble an angel. The tattoo on his neck blinked open, then snapped shut when he stepped towards the bed and covered Ophelia with the duvet.

He bent down to give her cheek a kiss. “I

He bent down to give her cheek a kiss. “I will return. Some idiots wrecked our night, and I have to make sure that never occurs again.” Then he leant away, his fangs growing elongating. “They might be potent meals too.” He had not yet satisfied his thirst and…

He soon became aware of Ophelia’s heartbeat, which was rapid and thumping.

“Hmm… An exception.” He snarled and vanished, leaving faint dark wisps behind. He then reappeared in the royal room where he was greeted by the

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presence of Vladmir, Viktor, Danil, and Boris.

Vladmir’s fist was clinched and his head was bowed

“Nikolai!” Startled by his ominous appearance and stare, Pavel retreated a

step.

Nikolai cocked his head, sensing something wasn’t quite right. It appeared as though Vladmir was being questioned but wasn’t providing them with

responses.

“He lost his voice.” He informed them without ceremony and quickly disappeared, emerging to sit on his throne.

Except for Viktor, who had a slight grimace on his face, they were all staring at him in shock.

“I was performing a divinely significant task for my survival. Actually, it’s the sole purpose of my existence and some idiots simply had to ruin it.” Nikolai spoke in a deep, sinister tone and despite his placid countenance, his eyes were full of wrath.

“How in the heck are you discussing this? I currently see that homicidal purpose in your eyes.” Boris remarked in slight panic.

“I’m just hungry.” Nikolai yawned slightly and mumbled. “And sleepy.” “What do you mean idiots?” Viktor inquired, arching his brow. “You’ve been away for two weeks, leaving me to handle all of your obligations! As I handled the paperwork, Alphas from several parks came to witness their new Alpha king, but they left disappointed! Nikolai, you disappeared for a whole two weeks, during which time strange things appeared everywhere over the capital.”

While Viktor was ranting, Danil was poking Vladmir’s neck chanting. “Speak. Speak. Speak. Speak.” Continuously.

Vladmir’s eyes twitched in anger.

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“And the strange thing includes that crimson mist controlling the

werewolves to rebel against the new Alpha king which is you.” Pavel went on, making a contemptuous gesture. “It’s not surprising since you are bad luck to this family.”

Nikolai went utterly blank. “Now.” His tone dull.

“Huh?” Pavel asked, confused and the others except Vladmir whose eyes grew wide in panic, all narrowed their eyes at Nikolai in confusion.

At that exact moment, Sasha burst into the throne chamber panting heavily. “We are under attack!” She let out a scream.

Instantly, a dozen of red moon witches materialized in the throne room wearing red cloaks over their bodies.

“What the…” Danil snarled, his eyes turning into their blue wolf–like form.

“What’s going on Nikolai?” Sasha questioned, her eyes taking on their emerald wolf like form.

“I do not know.” Nikolai yawned and rose up to his feet. “There is one with the blood pearl. Please take it, my sweet Sasha,” and he disappeared, leaving behind a dense, dark mist.

Sasha nodded slowly. Though she was unaware of what was going on, she could sense the pearl’s presence.

Those werewolves… And that crimson mist that looked and sounded like a living being…. Was it connected to the blood pearl and the witches of the red moon’s abrupt appearance?

“What is happening?” Pavel questioned in total bewilderment.

Shocked, Boris glanced at the witches. “These are from my mother’s…”

“Hold it. We wish to avoid needless emotional recollections. Let’s simply murder them all.” Viktor growled and his claws shot out.

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“Ahh?! How did you become so aggressive?” Danil chuckled, his dark flashing eyes shifting into thetr blue wolf–like shape.

“After I assumed the role of Beta.” Viktor hissed with full displeasure.

“Oh you’re going through so much.” Rolling his eyes, Danil materialized behind the witch, snapped off her neck, then tore it off with a single tug.

The Novikovs were totally unprepared for his abrupt onslaught, and the other witches became aware of it.

“Kill them!” Sasha glared at one of the witches as she let out a furious

scream.

“You!” Sasha raced towards her and grabbed her by the neck.

All the witches in the room were quickly eliminated by the Novikovs, with the exception of Vladmir. The witch in Sasha’s grasp persisted in attempting to use her magic, but Sasha was adept at negating every spell with a single glance.

“Enough.” She roared, slashed the witch’s head out of her body, and searched her body for the blood pearl. The magic sense of the pearl was flowing from her, but she could not find the pearl.

Viktor walked over to her. “Did you find it?”

Sasha released an oppressive sigh. “Something is happening. I’m having so much trouble making sense of everything right now that all I can do is ask unanswered questions.”

“I will explain everything to you but can you find the pearl?” Viktor inquired to be certain.

Sasha rejected the idea. “Not at all. This seems like a pointless trap.”

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