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The Last Lycan King Is My Slave novel Chapter 218

Chapter 218

Chapter 218

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When Isidora heard those words, she almost cried.

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She could feel the connection to her animal side and the power now coursing through her veins with greater force.

Inside her mind, she gave Varka control and saw the world through her eyes.

“I’ve waited so long to meet you, little wolf,” Isidora said softly.

“I know, but you were too weak to handle me… too much fat and not enough muscle.”

Those overly “honest” words burst Isidora’s little pink bubble.

For a second, she realized just how blunt and anything but gentle her Estingia wolf was.

“Where is he?”

She heard Varka mutter as the wolf turned her head toward where Blaze had been standing.

Isidora stopped enjoying the thrill of this new experience and began looking for Blaze too.

He wasn’t where he’d been before. He wasn’t anywhere in the stands.

“That damn mate the Goddess gave me is about to find out who he’s dealing with.”

“Wait… we’re mates? Blaze’s wolf is your mate?!”

Isidora roared as Varka raced down the mountain of rocks and headed straight for the edge.

“Of course we’re mates. That’s why you’re so crazy about that wolf! I’m sure he already knows!” she roared angrily.

The wooden bridge had collapsed, but Varka didn’t slow down.

“Wait! It’s too far!”

Isidora roared when she realized what Varka intended to do, but the wolf launched herself into the air. stretching her enormous body to its full length and landing cleanly on the other side of the pit.

The warriors scattered out of her way, clearing a path as she shot past them and disappeared at incredible speed.

No one understood why the hell she was running away in the middle of her moment of glory.

But Legna watched her flee, leaving all the chaos behind.

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She knew Isidora was looking for the King. Now that her wolf was awake, she would’ve recognized him as her fated mate.

But things were destined to get even more complicated tonight.

Legna looked at the empty seat beside her.

Helen had left with some stupid excuse, and Legna was sure she’d gone after Isidora.

“Show me again what you’re made of. It’s time to make your own decisions, Isidora.”

Her dark eyes gleamed like obsidian as she took charge of the arena and the remaining fights.

And really… this seat as acting Matriarch didn’t feel so bad after all.

Maybe it was time to claim it for herself.

“Holy Goddess, what a sexy she-wolf… Damn it… ggrrr…”

“Control yourself, Soul, fuck… mmnn…” Vhaelor slumped against a wall.

His nails began to lengthen, nearly turning into steel claws.

His body hunched forward, and the cracking of his bones was already loud enough to hear.

His clothes kept stretching until the seams began to tear in several places.

The dark tunnel he was trying to escape through seemed endless.

“Calm down. You can’t lose control now… I can’t shift, or I might lose my mind… Maybe we won’t come back this time…”

The King’s knee nearly buckled beneath him as the pain coursing through his veins became unbearable.

“Aaaggrgrr!” He lifted his head.

His eyes were already blood-red, and his huge canines had lengthened, tearing through his gums. The darkness in the tunnel grew thicker and thicker. Madness hovered close, seeping into his mind. “Think of her, Soul. Think of your mate… mnn… Don’t you want to see her at least once? Damn it…” The powerful scent of female pheromones had driven his wolf insane.

The primitive need to shift, to mark her, touch her, and possess her was pushing his mind to the breaking point

Soul roared, clinging to the image of Isidora, her wolf, his mate, while Blaze ran toward the forest to get some

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Panting and growling like a beast, he managed to get as far away as he could, but he knew she would come looking for him.

The moment he saw her emerge victorious from the rubble, he knew she would recognize him, just as the bond had pulled at his soul without mercy.

He dropped into the snow already covering the grass near a vast lake and stayed there, breathing hard as he stared at the moon rising in the sky.

The same damn question came back to him.

“Why? Why did she have to punish every Lycan for the sin of one? I don’t even know what crime was committed to deserve this torment.”

Vhaelor closed his eyes, struggling to steady his breathing and drive out the shadows.

“I won’t last until we reach the palace… I can’t do it, Vhaelor. Not with her awake… The bond keeps pushing me harder to shift… I… I’m sorry.”

It was the first time his wolf had ever apologized to him.

His only answer was a sad smile on the Lycan King’s cold lips.

“It doesn’t matter. We’ll do everything we can to keep her safe. Legna promised me, and she’s a woman of her word.”

A silence heavier than a mountain settled between them.

The gap between the wolf and his human soul kept widening.

“That woman is nearby, dragging Elessia along with her,” Soul warned.

“Then let the damn show begin.” Blaze got to his feet and headed toward an old dock nearby.

Pain still tore through his body after he’d forced the transformation back.

But pain was good. It reminded him that he was still alive… and sane.

He saw Marion step off the dock. She stopped short in surprise when she spotted him.

“Let the servant go. She’s innocent,” Blaze said, fighting to control the violence stirring in his chest. Especially when Marion moved closer with that flirty little smile, devouring him with lust in her eyes. “I’ll let her go, but only if you spend the night with me and become my slave.”

She reached through the opening of his shirt to stroke his chest.

“I’m better than that woman in every way. I was her mistress, and I saw her doing all kinds of disgusting things. She doesn’t deserve a male like you…”

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Marion’s hand slid down his hard stomach as she stepped closer, reaching for his cock, eager to wrap her

hand around it.

But she stopped when she sensed the danger in those golden eyes staring down at her.

A sudden pressure made her tremble.

Where was that overwhelming aura coming from?

Blaze lowered his head as if he were about to kiss her, and she saw an evil smile through the grotesque

muzzle.

“And soon you’ll see her doing something else disgusting… when she chews your head off.”

His mocking whisper made Marion’s blood run cold.

Before she could even understand what he was talking about, she heard pounding footsteps racing out of the forest.

She turned her head as if in slow motion, only to see blood-red eyes emerge from the darkness and an enraged she-wolf lunging at her throat.

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