The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Shawn's POV:

The military parade was only held once every four years, so I didn't want to miss it. My people and I even went to the imperial capital one day earlier.

As soon as we arrived at the palace that the lycan king had arranged for us, I heard from my men that Sylvia and Prince Rufus were being hunted down. This piece of news made me snicker gloatingly.

Sylvia was a bitch. Anyone who got involved with her would be in trouble. It didn't even take long for her to turn the superior Prince Rufus into a wanted criminal. Sylvia's bad luck was contagious.

I was in a good mood, so I asked two of my men to go out with me to experience the hospitality of the imperial capital and have some fun by the way.

But I didn't expect that today would be my lucky day. As soon as we passed an alley, I saw a suspicious figure wrapped in a hooded cloak. Although she had her back on me, I felt a very strong sense of familiarity.

I couldn't see her face, but my intuition told me that she was Sylvia.

However, I wasn't one hundred percent sure. After all, there were too many werewolves on the street and the figure was so far away that I couldn't smell her clearly.

I tried calling out Sylvia's name. I saw the figure slightly turned her head and looked in my direction. But she immediately tightened the hood of her cloak and hurriedly ran away.

was Sylvia. Although I just vaguely saw her side face, her temperament was too special not to be recognized. Sylvia's movements were especially charming, even just a simple turn of her

she-wolf you are looking for is right in front of you. Hurry! Follow her!" I immediately shouted and

been a while since the last time I found something this interesting. I must humiliate her when I caught up with her

to give up her dignity and beg me, maybe I could consider making her my

ran very fast, nimbly scurrying in the

her, but it was very difficult to keep up with her speed. Even the brigade of soldiers

capital for a few months. How could her speed dramatically improve? When Sylvia's figure

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wall. Then I threw her to

was an unfamiliar voice that

heard it wrong, so I hesitated for

the hood was not Sylvia but a she-wolf I had

angrily and yelled at me. "Who the hell are you? And why did you attack me,