Chapter 8. Mad Lust

Darach felt like he was trapped in a black tunnel, not knowing where to go or what to do. It had been like this for centuries. Darach was trapped in this darkness for centuries. No matter what he did, he couldn’t just free himself from this misery.

He was a coward~ A coward who was given the title of King. He had the responsibility of the whole lycan race, the responsibilities of the whole kingdom were on his shoulders but he was royally neglecting them because deep down he knew that if he wasn’t good enough to save his own mate then how was he supposed to protect the whole kingdom.

For the past centuries, Darach had been doing one thing he was good at, running from his responsibilities.

Running from this darkness that surrounds his very being.

He just wanted a way out of it, a small light to pull his dark soul out of this black hole.

Suddenly sparks formed on his neck and started trailing towards his lower region. It felt as if someone was tracing cold