The Lycan King and his Dark Temptation romance Capítulo 133

VALERIA

"She is the rightful heir to the throne of the Dark Realm; she is a Selenia and the daughter of Gabrielle the Merciful," the White Sorceress introduces me to the crowd gathered in the square after our private meeting with her.

We were standing on the stage used by the village chief.

Their sallow faces, marked by poverty and neglect, look at me with skepticism.

"If she was the heir to the throne, where was she while the Vampire King was destroying the Realm?!"

"Yeah, she was even with him! What guarantees do we have that she’s not testing our loyalty to the Realm? You say he's truly dead—do you have proof, or are we just supposed to believe the words of some woman?"

The crowd hurled accusations, some boldly, others from behind the safety of the masses.

A sudden roar silenced them all.

"Whoever questions my mate again, I'll rip their tongue straight from their throat!" Aldric’s enraged voice boomed beside me—I knew he was on the verge of losing control.

"I am the Lycan King, and Valeria Von Carstein is my mate. She doesn’t need to usurp anyone’s throne when she is the Queen of the Werewolf Realm!"

He proclaimed it before their astonished eyes. I was certain they had no idea who Aldric was. Many werewolves had never seen him in person, let alone these people.

"But..."

"But what?!" He glared defiantly at a man in the front, who immediately stepped back in fear, his mouth snapping shut.

"Are you going to ask me for proof that I'm the Lycan King too? I'd be happy to transform and show you in a fight."

"Calm down, love, take it easy," I took his hand beside me, squeezing it and pulling him closer, or this would turn into a massacre.

"These ungrateful fools only seem to understand fear and intimidation. They're so used to being under the Vampire King's boot that they’ve become masochists."

He huffed in my mind, wrapping his arm possessively around my waist and pulling me closer, his canines bared as he growled low at them.

I knew he wanted us to return to the Werewolf Realm, but I simply couldn’t bury my head in the sand and hide.

I was about to speak to ease the tense atmosphere when the Sorceress took the floor again.