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.

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

she-wolf you are looking for is right in front of you. Hurry! Follow

last time I found something this interesting. I must

willing to give up her dignity and beg me, maybe I

fast, nimbly

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

for a few months. How could her speed dramatically

corner, I saw a

with her back to me. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt

was really on my

her cloak to pull her off the wall. Then I threw her to the ground. "You're trying to run away, huh! Sylvia, you won't get away

was an unfamiliar

it wrong, so I hesitated for a moment. Then I pulled off

hood was not Sylvia but

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