The Last Lycan King Is My Slave novel Chapter 103

Chapter 103

Chapter 103

NARRATOR

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The Bretton brothers cursed their rotten luck with every breath. If they could turn back time, they would have even helped the Stingia woman who had rented the stall.

Her slave was the most terrifying male they had ever met!

“What do we tell him now? The man won’t wake up. He’s healing too slowly, no matter how much blood we give him,” and of them said, looking at the dull-blond man lying battered on an old mattress, dark circles bruising his young face.

The little place was no better off. It was the second floor of an old boardinghouse.

“Damn it… I’m afraid we can’t even run unless we leave this pack altogether. Did you see how fast he found us?” They looked at each other again, both of them seeing the same panic on the other’s face.

“We’d better not keep him waiting. We’ll take care of this man if we have to. We’ll become his bodyguards…”

“Brother, what are we supposed to live on, then? We’ve spent the whole day running errands for that thug…”

“You want to die, then? Go ask him for money and see how fast you lose your head!”

He snarled it without imagining that the very first thing they would see when they entered the nearby alley was a head rolling to their feet.

They went chalk white, their noses catching the fresh scent of blood, and it was no wonder. The brick walls of the alley and the ground beneath them were painted red.

At the far end, they could make out the silhouette of a beast. He was breathing hard through his growls, as if he were trying to force himself under control.

They couldn’t see him clearly, and they didn’t try. They were terrified of seeing something they weren’t supposed to see and becoming the next bodies on the ground.

That aura… the aura pouring out from the end of the alley drove them to their knees in fear.

Then they saw what was left of those two butchered men.

“Oh, Goddess…” one of them almost vomited when he saw the other severed head. A penis, cut off at the root, had been shoved into its mouth.

When they looked more closely, the head near it also had its mouth open, with a pair of testicles sticking out like two bloody

acorns.

Suddenly, heavy footsteps came toward them, along with the snorting breath of what sounded like a beast.

“Please don’t kill us!”

“We’ll do anything you ask. We’ll be your servants forever!”

They began begging for their lives, trembling from head to toe, trapped inside that nightmare.

Their wolves submitted too, and they weren’t weak wolves. But the aura of that man’s wolf forced them to their knees as if it took no effort at all. It almost felt like… something higher than them.

“When night falls deeper, one of you will take that Efrain to the Crazy Goat Inn. Quietly. The other will find and watch the squire you were so determined to defend when she attacked my lady…”

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When he said that, the air dropped into a freezing cold.

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“I want to know every move she makes. She doesn’t leave this pack without me knowing.” They nodded quickly, not even daring to lift their heads toward that wolfish voice.

“Now clean up this trash. And if you don’t want to be next, you’d better not fail me.”

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