The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

I was surrounded by all sorts of noise. Although they were dressed in gorgeous clothes, their mouths spouted the most vicious of words. Their eyes were full of hatred, as if they were nailing me to the cross in their minds.

Several she-wolves pulled on my dress. The accessories keeping my hair up had already fallen out. I crossed my arms over my chest, trying not to let my dress fall.

I tried pushing them away and escaping from this siege, but more and more werewolves just kept appearing. They all had ferocious smiles on their faces, like famished predators finally seeing prey again after a long time.

My body had frozen up. With my fists clenched, I was preparing to fight back, but I stumbled on my high heels and fell to the ground.

My dress was an absolute mess and my hair had just fallen loosely down my shoulders. I looked completely miserable and disheveled, like a helpless, broken boat being tossed around by the ocean's violent

waves.

Maya had disappeared to somewhere. It was good she was not here. It was better that I suffer this humiliation alone.

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so good in that dress? Do you really think it makes you a lady? Take it off! You

face. She's practically born

was as if I had dug up the graves of their families with how much anger they

stood on the side to watch the show, some even whistling

get up but Cherry quickly pulled my hair and grabbed

you will live a better life here at the imperial palace. You are

turned red and I found

thought I could endure this beating tonight, but I was not going to tolerate any slander about my mother. Cherry had crossed the

grab my

times. "Did your mother never teach you manners? I think it's time you've learned your

hurry up and get her off of me!" Cherry cried

of it. I had lost all reason and the only thing on my mind was to beat Cherry up. I was determined to make those who

other she-wolves grabbed my shoulders and tried

gotten swollen and red from all the slapping, but she still didn't seem to run out of curses. In my anger, I slapped her once more. I didn't care about

a male werewolf in gold uniform was rushing up to me. He waved a golden flask in his hand, his weapon of choice to smack my

He fell to the ground and looked at me in disbelief. "What? How did you do that?" Murmurs filled the air. I heard mocking voices from the crowd, but they were directed at the male werewolf on the ground who couldn't even get close to the slave girl. I sneered