The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

At the mention of the word "father", my mind went blank. It was a very strange word to me, and there was nothing my mind could conjure to describe my father.

I lowered my head sadly. "I've never had a father." "Didn't your mother tell you anything about him?" Rufus cocked his head to the side, confused.

I shook my head and hunched my shoulders. "No. One time, when I was a child, I heard another child gossiping about me right to my face. He said that my mother was a whore who left the pack and then came back pregnant with me, which was why no man wanted us. Hearing this, I taught him a lesson. Since then, no child wanted to play with me—that is, except Shawn." Recalling this, the pain from the past resurfaced like a throbbing scar. "The truth is, I didn't care so much about being the black sheep. What I cared about was my mother. She was such a good she-wolf and didn't deserve to be treated like that." Rufus' expression darkened. "What if your father's still alive? Maybe there's a reason why your mother didn't talk about him."

I lowered my head and didn't reply, lost in my own thoughts. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

When I was a child, I had sometimes asked my mother about my father, but she always said the same thing: that my father had left for a faraway place.

And whenever I asked, she always looked so sad. I didn't want to make her sad, so I slowly learned to stop asking about my father's whereabouts.

was older, I came to believe that either my father had

my longing for father's love in

me

mother died, she gave me something, saying that I'd find my father with it." I suddenly remembered and raised my head to look at Rufus. "But because I was a slave, I wasn't able to leave my pack for years

it with

She said that my father might've come from her

the pack?" Rufus frowned slightly,

a pattern. Flora said it was a totem that their pack used to use before.

finding my father

there was a nagging fear in my heart that my father was already

eyes flashing with determination. "Your mother didn't want to tell you who your father was when she was