The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Harry's POV:

Joanna gave me a complicated look.

I didn't know why, but I had a feeling that she hated me very much.

Plus, she always wore a helpless look, as though she carried with her some unspeakable secrets.

I stole a glance at her. She was fair and pretty, I guess. But she was far from adorable.

In fact, I had never seen such a cold and brutal she-wolf who could played with dangerous weapons like it was nothing.

I couldn't help but sigh. Joanna heard me and frowned. "What made you sigh?"

"Nothing. I just look up to you, that's all." I gave her my most charming smile in the hopes that she'd let down her walls and reveal some information. "You must be tired. It's not easy for a she-wolf to disguise herself as a man and deceive everyone."

Joanna looked at me wordlessly. Suddenly, she smiled again. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Every time she smiled, it sent a shiver down my spine.

"Why are you smiling?" I hugged myself and trembled slightly, goose bumps forming on my skin.

just think you're cute." Oh, my God! I could hardly keep my

sadist who enjoyed torturing me. How could there be such a hateful

since I'm so cute, why don't you tell me your secret?" I segued smoothly. I blinked at her and pretended to look

smile widened. She mimicked my voice and asked softly, "What do you think, Harry the

but it came out sounding unnatural. "What's the matter? We're already so familiar

blink of an eye, Joanna's smile disappeared and was replaced with a cold, fierce look. "Just drop it.

reached up and started feeling the wall, looking for

I might be able to help. Besides, you've been lurking around for so long yet you've gotten nowhere. Am I right?" Joanna snorted and didn't even look at

just

called her by her fake name subconsciously. Hearing this, she turned around and glared

call her by her real name.

swallowed and quickly retracted my statement. "Err, I meant, Joanna...

my pestering any longer. She looked at me seriously and said, "If you want

though I still felt

wouldn't tolerate

my life was in her hands. How on

that Joanna's tone softened. She explained, "Don't worry. My target isn't anyone you care about,

more and continued to look for an