The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

I kept silent. Whenever my mother would be mentioned, I was always filled with resentment. These werewolves loved to pretend that they were righteous on the surface. But deep down, they were no cleaner than sewer rats. What made them think they could judge my mother?

"Sylvia, calm down. You must endure." Yana was always the one to remind me to be cautious.

"I've endured for too long, Yana. In the end, all I get is humiliation."

"If you don't endure now, you won't even get a chance to live. How can you prove your innocence from under the grave?"

"But what's the point of living if I don't even have dignity anymore? I have been enduring all my life, Yana, but nothing good ever happens. I was even sent to a man's bed, essentially to my death, to be tortured tonight." I was losing all hope. There really were times when I thought ending my life would just make things easier, but then I would always think of my mother. I couldn't die without clearing her name. "Why don't you explain for yourself? Sylvia?" Shawn's harsh voice jolted me out of my thoughts.

I ignored him, shutting my eyes. I knew my mother was innocent, but I just didn't have any evidence to prove that right now. What an incompetent daughter I was!

myself." Shawn shot me a glare before switching up to a righteous tone in his voice. "Her mother used

clenched

took care of her and helped her through. But

Shut up!" I could not hold back anymore. "I will not allow you to speak of my mother that

Did I say anything that wasn't

is not like that. She is innocent. She would never betray the

mother is

grip and took a few steps forward, pointing my finger at him. "You. Don't think you're clean either! Who is the one playing puppet to an evil man right now to maintain power in

of a traitor! You're going to learn your lesson today!" Shawn turned to his men and shouted, "Beat this

shoved to the ground and surrounded by Shawn's

one of the werewolves in front of me