The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Shawn's POV:

The pain in my chest made me realize that the scene in front of me was real.

I thought my words were enough to make Sylvia succumb as before. But I didn't expect that she would take the initiative to fight back and trample on me.

How could it be? Sylvia had only been in the palace for less than three months. Even a genius couldn't make such rapid progress. Was I hallucinating?

I tried to struggle out of it, but she still stepped on my chest steadily. The expression on her face remained unchanged. My struggle seemed powerless in her eyes.

The eyes of the passers-by looking at me were full of surprise and ridicule. This made me feel embarrassed and annoyed. However, the she-wolf named Flora even laughed exaggeratedly, which attracted more people's attention.

"Let me go," I said through clenched teeth.

Sylvia lowered her eyes to look at me and withdrew her foot gracefully.

up from the ground awkwardly with a footprint on my chest. I glared at her fiercely and shouted, "You... You must be courting death!"

eyes. "How about you? Do you want to die? If you do, I can

filled with killing intent. I swallowed back the rest of the words I wanted to say. My legs involuntarily trembled, and I felt a chill

was no longer the lowly and powerless slave I used to control in my

your ass out," the werewolf named Harry, standing next to Sylvia,

and thought, 'She is such a siren! Wherever she

more. I

until I was sure that I was far away from Sylvia. I couldn't help breathing a sigh of relief. Sylvia almost took my life. I didn't

I also feared her. I couldn't deny the fact that she still tantalized me. I even thought that if I didn't refuse her and sent her to Prince Rufus' bed, she would still be my mate. This brave and beautiful she-wolf could have been my

felt regretful. "Go keep a close

temporary residence, I saw Gamma Mateo

my best to suppress the disgust in my heart and

a hard look and said, "Shame on you! Everyone in the palace now is talking about how you were beaten

serious," I retorted. But Mateo glared