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.

said dotingly, "Nothing. I just think you're cute." Oh, my

sadist who enjoyed torturing me. How could there

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

voice and asked softly, "What do you think,

unnatural. "What's the

and was replaced with a cold, fierce look. "Just drop it. Don't think that I don't know

reached up and started feeling

stubbornly followed her. "I'm on your side. What if I know your target? 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

John, just tell

name subconsciously. Hearing this, she turned around and glared

didn't want me to call her by her real name. Why couldn't

retracted my statement. "Err, I meant, Joanna...

couldn't stand my pestering any longer. She looked at me seriously and said,

up, though I still felt very

I wouldn't tolerate her-even if it

in her hands. How on

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

say anything more and continued to