The Lycan King and his Dark Temptation romance Capítulo 105

VALERIA

"My lord is just passing through; show me the best place to rest in this... peculiar little town," I heard from my position, surrounded by the King’s guards.

It seemed he didn’t like to announce his arrival, which struck me as odd, considering how narcissistic he obviously was.

"Of course... right away, your lordship. This way to the finest inn in our town," the grinning man, nearly skin and bones, with a balding head that matched this decrepit village, immediately began guiding us.

We walked along the cobblestone streets, and my gaze subtly wandered over the old buildings that barely stood upright.

Poverty and decay loomed in every corner, with curious eyes peeking from behind dark windows.

I had never been to this realm—were all the villages like this?

Honestly, even the poorest pack in the Werewolf Realm was a paradise compared to this place.

"This is the best inn, and they also have a restaurant. Mr. Arthur makes the best broths..." he pointed to a two-story building at the end of the street.

"Enough with the chatter. Tell me, where can we find the town’s healer witch?" the guard speaking on behalf of the King asked, making the guide suddenly fall silent.

I glanced at him from under my hood—he looked nervous now, and his wide grin of dirty teeth had turned stiff.

"Are you deaf?!"

"No, no, it's just... there's only one in town. Madame Augusta. She lives down this street, in a green house," he quickly responded after the vampire’s order.

"Good, now get lost. Your stench offends my lord," the guard dismissed him with disdain.

"But... I... of course, sir. Enjoy your stay," he muttered, lowering his head and stepping aside as the entourage continued.

He no longer looked as cheerful and excited. I realized he had been expecting at least a few coins for guiding us from the dock.

"Wait!" I called out as I saw him dragging his feet towards a dark alley. He turned, doubt flickering across his face.

"I'll go to the healer’s house to take Celine. The sooner we get this over with, the sooner we can continue the journey, right?" I muttered through gritted teeth at the idiot King, who stared at me with his red eyes beneath his dark hood.

"Fine, but don’t take too long. I'll be waiting here, dear," for some reason, his words and the mocking smile on his face gave me a very bad feeling. "And remember, Valeria, those collars aren’t just for decoration."

His threat made me take several deep breaths, swallowing my hatred. I think that after Dorian, this man had earned second place on my list of most despised people—even above my ex-mother-in-law.

"Come on, Quinn, quickly, let's take Celine," Quinn nodded, shooting a venomous glare at the vampires’ backs.