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The Last Lycan King Is My Slave novel Chapter 152

Chapter 152

ISIDORA

“I’ll do it right,” I assured her, breaking out in a cold sweat.

Damn her extreme motivation.

“Stretch your fingers close to the flame and feel how the power flows inside you…”

I started following her instructions, feeling the heat of the fire almost burning my fingers.

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“Visualize that red energy moving like lava through your veins, coming down from your heart, flowing down your arms all the way to your fingers…”

She kept guiding me, and I also remembered the things from the scroll. It was all about the same thing.

I saw my magic inside me while my breathing focused, and drops of sweat ran all over my body.

It hurt. More and more. Like currents running through me, like something was tearing my arm apart from the inside.

I felt like my skin would melt at any second.

Still, I clenched my teeth hard, even harder when I saw a scarlet mist come out of my fingertips and fuse with the small flame beneath the little cauldron.

“Don’t stop now. Don’t be afraid. Resist the pain, because that’s what will forge control over your power,” her hoarse words. kept repeating beside me..

But my whole body was shaking, my head was spinning, and muffled moans came out of my throat from the unbearable pain screaming at me to stop.

It was like I had sunk my arm into boiling water and someone was cooking it slowly over the fire.

“Mmnn… ahah…”

“You’re almost there, Isidora. Don’t stop now or you’ll ruin all your work! You’re a damn Estingia!”

“Aaahhh!” Her roar joined mine as I pushed my power with everything I had.

My wolf canines pushed out through my gums, and claws stretched from my nails.

The Estingia magic exploded and fed the flame. From yellow-orange, it suddenly turned an intense red, the same color as my magic.

“Just a little more! Watch the steam. Look at the steam. It has to turn red!”

And that was what I did, resisting the urge to pass out right there, my legs about to give out, feeling like seconds had turned into hours.

“Change already, damn it!” I screamed, losing my temper, and as if it obeyed my order, the trail of smoke rising from the brew turned bluish purple.

“It’s ready. Stop!” Her hand closed around my wrist, and her fingers carried a coldness that made me growl in relief.

Something moved through my veins, overloaded with power, red-hot, wrecked, and calmed them like a balm.

My clothes clung to me with sweat, and my legs couldn’t hold me up anymore.

13:06 Fri, Jul 3 MJ.

Chapter 152

I fell backward, hitting a strong chest that held me, and reliable arms closed around my waist.

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“My lady, hold on…” Blaze’s voice sounded close to my ear, and something cold wiped the sweat from my forehead.

I think it was a damp cloth.

I was embarrassed to look so weak. Damn it, that old woman would definitely make fun of me.

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