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.

Joanna smiled even more brightly. She patted me on the head and said dotingly, "Nothing. I just think you're cute."

enjoyed torturing me. How could there

don't you tell me your secret?" I segued smoothly. I blinked at her and pretended to look sweet and innocent. My tone was

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

it came out sounding unnatural. "What's the

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

started feeling the wall, looking for a

I might be able to help. Besides, you've been lurking around

John, just

fake name subconsciously. Hearing this, she turned

to call her by her real name. Why couldn't she just make up her

quickly retracted my statement. "Err,

at me seriously and said, "If you want to

reluctantly shut up, though I still felt very

I wouldn't tolerate her-even if it would cost

her hands. How on earth could I bargain with

isn't anyone you care about, but an evil werewolf who deserves to die a miserable death." "Well, that's a relief," I replied perkily, pretending to

anything more and