The Last Lycan King Is My Slave novel Chapter 245

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The Last Lycan King Is My Slave

Goodbye Forever… My Lady II

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The thing had the shape of a woman.

It had Isidora’s red curls, but when it lifted its head, ruby-red eyes stared back at us as a cold, unnatural laugh came from its mouth.

That wasn’t her… Someone had taken my mate. Someone had stolen her right out of my arms!

“Get away from me, you damned thing!” Soul roared and threw it away.

A scream ripped through the clearing as the thing crashed hard against the ground several yards away and rolled to a stop.

He looked around desperately.

We had to go back the way we’d come.

She must’ve fallen somewhere along the way. She had to be terrified.

Those things could hurt her, no matter how powerful Isidora was.

But when I tried to take a step, something grabbed Soul’s legs.

It was that false imitation again.

“It’s me, Blaze! It’s me… wake up!”

It kept screaming, but its face was still twisted into that horrible grin, and its eyes were still filled with malice.

“Stop pretending to be my mate! What did you do to her?! Where’s Isidora? Where is she?!”

Soul roared in fury and lunged at the puppet.

He slashed its arm with his claws and heard it scream in Isidora’s voice.

“Wake up! It’s me, my love! It’s me!”

For one second, it really was her voice. I swear it sounded exactly like her, but her scent was disappearing beneath the rotten stench of those damned shadows.

And when it lunged at Soul again, its face was gone.

It was as if the thing couldn’t decide what face to wear.

I couldn’t even remember why I was fighting anymore. All I knew was that I was looking for someone… and that thing was

my enemy.

“Stay away from me!”

Soul roared when he felt a powerful attack coming straight at him, red streaks flashing through the darkness.

He raised one hand to block it and knocked the thing away at the same time, sending it flying several yards before it slammed into a tree trunk.

We wouldn’t give it a chance to get back up.

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The Last Lgman King is My Stav

He charged at the creature, planted one foot on it, and panned it to the ground beneath as for weigh

He font down at the faceless shadow and rased his claws beneath the moonlight

This is the end of you.” He bellowed and bent over it, consumed by bird rage

Dark, empty spaces allowed our mind, along with a helpless fury we couldn’t comtred

Ban then sanity hit me for one brief second ned i saw the horrible truth of what my wolf was about to sin

“STOP SOUL DAMN IT, STOP! WE’RE BEING TRICKED STOP

I reared at him, but he coula’t hear me.

Even our cherertion was fading. We kept losing each other for longer and longer as the care grew wringer

I screamed this mind until I thought I would break apart.

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1 fought like a madman to take control… I couldn’t let him des it. If he did, it would drive us mer for good

My beadora.

Jantan be was about to tear into her with a fatal blow, she managed to throw something into Soul’s open j

bar again his home

The tone was wo bhimer that in shocked his entire mind, clearing the fog for one second

“MAKE UP OR YOU’RE GOING TO MURDER OUR MATE

Athas, 3 managed to force the words through to him

His eyes oppad darting around and he stared in horror at what we were doing

Planed Bemarath his enormous paw, crushed under our weight, wasn’t one of those shadow CRUCIA,

It was the real dore

She had serverlets our se

Her face was covered in blood, and the was choking, unable to breathe, hey red hair spread across the blood

My wo

laws were still dripping with her bloat, frozen only onchex yom her face

Soul roared and stumblest back, staring at her without adding how any of this had happened

Isidora could barely get ups

She was hurt… We had hurt her

The thing we feared most had finally happened

“No, no, no…

Those were the only words left in my lycan’s frantic mind

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