The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

"Do you have any other requests, my dear guest?" Hobson asked.

"No."

The freedom to go around as I pleased satisfied me already.

Hobson nodded and gestured at me to continue eating.

Ignoring the meat, I settled for the bread and observed the vampires at the table quietly.

Everyone adhered to a strict dining etiquette. They were all good-looking, and they all wore the same cold expression.

They reminded me of Ashley, the beautiful vampire slave.

After mulling over it for a while, I tried to act as normal as possible and mentioned casually, "I found a name plate with the name 'Ashley' on it in the wardrobe. I wonder who she is."

this name, the scene froze instantly. Everyone stopped eating. It was very quiet, other than the ticking of the

remained unfazed. He put down the knife and fork, wiped his mouth with a napkin and sighed, "Ashley was my

I had no idea that Ashley was a direct descendant of the

move you to another room." It was clear that

I didn't ask

rest of the dinner went on

felt that even the water in this place had an

missing the delicious food of the werewolves

I really

to be a complicated affair. Everyone had to finish the food on their plate before

clear all the plates on the table and serve me a dessert. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters

cream.

"I see. Thank you."

exhausted. His

overthink things, the beautiful woman who had been silent this whole time suddenly stood up and walked to Hobson's

realize that Hobson was, in fact, sitting on a wheelchair instead of a chair. His legs

not caused by ordinary aging. There must've