Sylvia's POV:

Glendon yanked Felix's collar and stepped back. Seeing how I was surrounded by vampires, he smirked and gloated. "I didn't think you'd believe me so easily. Wasn't being fooled once more than enough?" I refused to listen to his bullshit. Instead, I looked coldly at the vampires surrounding me, ready to fight at any given moment.

All of a sudden, Felix suddenly screamed again. When I looked back, I saw that Glendon was excitedly strangling Felix's neck. In a crazed tone, he cried, "If you dare to resist, I'll kill this little guy right here, right now. Once he's dead, tens of thousands of werewolves will follow."

I understood what Glendon really meant. By killing Felix, the peace agreement between the vampires and Geoffrey would be terminated at once.

The vampires wouldn't have to hesitate anymore and could kill us werewolves as they pleased.

I weighed the matter carefully. Finally, I gave up struggling.

The blonde vampire handcuffed me then shoved me hard. "You should've done this earlier."

pressed a dagger against my

burst into laughter. "What's

The blonde vampire pressed the dagger even deeper into my neck, its blade piercing

said in a somewhat stern tone, "Then what

dagger, then turned to her fellow

was

apologetically. "Sorry, Layla. I was too impulsive." Layla smiled gently. "It's okay. I'm not surprised you made such a

who was beside me, I saw that he seemed to want to say

did you save me?" "Why else? She's obviously playing saint!" The blonde vampire sneered with disdain. "This little guy had

it. I did that for the sake of the innocent werewolves on the other side of the wall. I would've saved anyone else." It wasn't just about Felix. If I resisted and even fought back, these vampires would have the excuse to slaughter every werewolf

they had with Geoffrey clearly stated that the

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