The Lycan Prince’s Wolfless Slave (Academy Romance) novel Chapter 211

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The Lycan Printee’s Wolfless Slave (Academy Romance)

Chapter 211-

I turn back and tear through two more demons that sy to block my rath, snapping their jaws and breaking their lishe until they stop ring entirely, Finally, the space between us clears

I am standing directly face-to-face witty Lord Varlae

The demon leader doesn’t look intimidated by the trail of bodies behind me. He just smiles, swinging his dark sword in a slow, mocking circle: Yes fight well for a half-breed prince, he taunts, his yellow eyes gleaming with phe malice. What the fuck does he reean by half breed? I’m a fall blooded Lycan

“But it changes absolutely nothing. The more you kill us, the more we regenerate and multiply. You should consider just giving me what I came for. She wa promised to my kind, after all. And we always claim what is ours.

Fury explodes in my chest.

“She is not yours! Vlad roars.

Varlac lets out a mocking laugh. “What? Do you actually think she is your mate, boy? Do you truly believe the Moon Goddess would bind a magnificent creature like her to a pathetic beast like you? She is not your mate. She only belongs to us, and you will regret ever trying to come between a demon and his prize. I’m sure she hasn’t accepted you as her mate yet… has she?”

That is the final straw. My control completely shatters into a million pieces. The disgusting words rip away any remaining tactical thought or caution left in my brain. I am blinded with pure rage, my vision turning completely red. With a loud roar, I rush forward, throwing myself into a reckless, wild attack, aiming my claws straight for his throat.

But Varlac’s grin only widens.

That’s when I realize this was his plan. He purposely baited my anger, waiting for me to lose my mind and leave myself open.

Before my claws can even reach his chest, Varlac sidesteps me with unnatural speed. From out of the shadows right beside him, another demon suddenly

materializes, holding a long, glowing sword. Before I can react, before I can twist my massive beast form away, the sword is driven deep into Vlad’s belly.

A horrific, agonizing pain rips through my entire being. The blade sinks all the way to the hilt, burning my insides,

Black blood mixed with dark red rushes out of the gaping wound, spilling heavily onto the white snow.

“Kai!” Kara screams from the porch.

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“Fuck! No! Kai!” Damon roars, trying to break away from his own opponent to rush to my side. But the three remaining demons instantly swarms him, Jackson and Roman, holding them down, pinning them to the ground as they fight desperately to stay alive.

The pain from the sword is too much. It burns like liquid fire, the demon poison immediately spreading through my veins and paralysing my muscles. Inside my mind, Vlad lets out a weak, agonizing whimper, I can feel his strength evaporating into nothing. He forces himself back into the dark corners of th

consciousness, unable to hold the transformation any longer.

In a second, the massive Lycan beast disappears, and I crash heavily onto the cold, bloody ground in my human form.

I gasp for air, my hands clutching my bleeding stomach as the know turns red. Before I can even try to push myself up, a heavy, clawed boat alami ditasily into my back, forcing me entirely to my knees. Another brutal strike hits the side of my face, cracking my jaw and sending a rush of with blood to my mouth. The extreme pain makes my vision blur, dark spots dancing before my eyes as I struggle to stay conscious

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Chapter 213

Varly walks over showly, standing right in front of my kneeling, broken form. He looks down at me, letting out a tough

“What a shame,” he says, teaching down to grab a handful of my dark hair ile violently forcet my head back, forsing t “The great King Geo’s son… the proti Lycany prince… will be killed right here in the dirt like a pathetic, nameless, rat:”

He lets go of my hair, tossing my head down, and draws another long sword from his hip. He raises the heavy bade high. He was

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I look up at the flashing blade, my breathing shallow and weak, I can’t move a single murje. My entire body is completely paralyzed by the housing po in my blood. I realize, with a heavy, aching heart, that this is the end. I am ready to die.

I close my eyes, my last remaining thoughts drifting back upstairs to the room where I left her, Please, Moon Goddess, 1 pray silently, single tearing down my bloody cheek. Protect Lyra. Protect my precious flower. Keep her safe from them.

Inside my mind, Vlad lets out a final, pathetic whine of pain, then his energy fades completely.

Then, a sound echoes from the depths of the house.

It isn’t a human shout, and it isn’t a wolf’s howl. It is a loud shriek that vibrates through the foundation of the building, making the ground beneath as

shake.

Varlac freezes, the heavy sword still raised high in his hand. The remaining demons stop their fighting instantly, turning their heads toward the entrance f

the house in confusion.

Suddenly, a color of silver bursts out of the doorway.

My eyes snap open. I stare in absolute shock, my breath catching entirely in my throat as the pain in my stomach is momentarily forgotten.

It’s Lyra’s fox. Wyndra.

But she doesn’t look like an ordinary animal anymore. Her massive, elegant silver fox form is radiating a brilliant, golden-white light that expands outwant covering the entire yard. The aura is so incredibly bright, so intense, that it is almost blinding to look at directly. The snow reflects the light, turning the entire dark night into bright, flashing day.

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