The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation

---- 135. MY LAST WISH A few hours before the Drakmor rebelled in the Swamp Pack. WINTER PALACE. ISABELLA Ever since I came into this world, I've been cursed. The power the Goddess gave me has only brought pain and nightmares. Who in their right mind would want to hear the darkest and most twisted thoughts of others? Their selfish desires, their wicked feelings... Why do I have to be the one stuck with those withered memories every time I touch them? That was my power.noveldrama

That's why I spent most of my life away from home, my hands always covered by special gloves, isolated and alone. ---- I should've died a long time ago, in that cave where the Winter Prince found me barely alive, trapped by the evil I had absorbed over the years. Aidan was the drop of water in the desert of my life. But not even he could fill all the voids inside me, just like I couldn't fill his soul completely. It's ironic that, being a sorceress, my magic never resonated with his...

The love he once had for me had turned into guilt and ---- regret, into pity and melancholy. I wanted to leave him in the arms of someone good, someone worthy of the great man Aidan is. I couldn't take it anymore, so I sighed, letting the light of the Goddess wrap around me, take me to the place where tired souls go, those who just want to forget. But I was still a victim of the darkness that lives in everyone... and my father, the first man I ever idolized, was no exception.

"Father, that's enough..." I murmured under my breath, opening my eyes that felt as heavy as mountains. My body refused to respond, I could barely stay conscious. I saw the shadow standing over the bed. "Isa, I thought you'd be resting..." "Don't lie. You were checking if I was dead." I grabbed his hand as it closed around my wrist. I pulled the strength from the depths of my dying ---- magical heart to read him.