The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

Rufus' expression darkened. After a moment of silence, he murmured, "That's what I'm afraid of."

Moreover, according to what Rufus had been telling me, dark witches were unpredictable and the clues they left behind might not be part of their tricks.

"The spies we sent out found traces of Noreen in the border area. I've sent more men to join the search. There's really nothing we can do but wait. I'm hoping our efforts will be met with good news." Rufus let out a long sigh. "As for the black market, I'll ask witches who have been known to cooperate with the royal family if they can help."

"Yes, I suppose that's all we can do." I lowered my head, feeling a little powerless.

Just then, some doctors came in to conduct another round of exams on Blair, hoping that there'd be a medical miracle.

Rufus and I stood aside and watched as the doctors drew Blair's blood. Looking at Blair's lifeless face, both Rufus and I couldn't help but feel bad. After all, he was fine just a few days ago. "Rufus, don't you think it's strange?" Staring at the wound on Blair's face, I had a gut feeling that something was off.

"What do you mean?"

who disappeared years ago suddenly show up and left her traces? If Noreen is such a powerful dark witch, how could

"Truth be told, I've also found it a bit strange. But my priority is to save Blair, so I haven't been able to give it too much thought. Any clue,

feel right, Rufus," I said worriedly, squeezing Rufus's

the blue. Rufus and Ethan had been looking for her for years but couldn't find a single trace. Why would she show up and leave

It must've been premeditated.

to do with Noreen. You know, taking about the

years ago?" I asked, a little

make my mother crazy. But when he was confronted about it, Mateo didn't seem to have known about the existence of the hidden

that the mechanism was not set

mind, a chill

and Noreen, but it's too late now." Rufus pursed his lips

he felt. I felt the same way-helpless

we now knew that Mateo had something to do with Noreen, it was useless, because Mateo had been

my eyes and pressed my fingers against my aching temple. "If only they executed him just one

about the execution, I'm not going to lie; I felt relieved. Little did