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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you look so good in that dress? Do you really think it makes you

just look at her face. She's practically born to be a

so much gusto. It was as if I had dug up the graves of their families with how much anger they were venting

to watch the show, some

tears, I tried to get up but Cherry quickly pulled my hair

second that you will live a better life here at the imperial palace. You are going to stay a slave. You're nothing but a slut, just like your mother. Look, your mother never even knew who your father was because she slept with random men. Who knows? Maybe you'll

My vision turned red and I found the strength to shove

the face. I thought I could endure this beating tonight, but I was not going

me!" Cherry shrieked. She tried to grab my hair again to push

and slapped her with my hand a few more times. "Did your

and get

reason and the only thing on my mind was to beat Cherry up. I was determined to make those who insulted my mother

the other she-wolves grabbed my shoulders

were frightened and stopped in their tracks, looking at each other. For a moment, no one dared to stop me. I pulled Cherry up from the ground by her hair. Her face had 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 anything anymore. Since I was at a

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 head with. "How dare you beat up the goddess of my heart? You're going to

How did you do that?" Murmurs filled the air. I heard mocking voices from the crowd, but they