The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

Joi's reminder made me reconsider.

"Just ask Rufus to rescue you. He is more than capable of doing it," Yana blurted out excitedly.

"No. Although the woman in front of us looks miserable, I have no way of verifying if her story is genuine or not. What if I call Rufus and he ends up walking into a trap?"

When it came to Rufus' safety, I was significantly more cautious. My previous experiences had taught me that I couldn't just trust someone based on their appearance. Besides, this time the situation was quite serious, both on the werewolf and the vampire side. A resolution would not be reached easily.

This was perhaps the best opportunity for me to call for backup.

The only one who had the authority to do anything about this situation was Ethan, the lycan king. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FindNʘᴠᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"Sylvia, have you forgotten what Felix had told us the other day? The construction of the wall and the turmoil at the border might have been done with the tacit permission of the lycan king." Yana hastily prevented me from sharing this information with Joi.

this moment, Yana looked like a pious angel to me. She had her wits

learned, it felt as if Ethan was

made a decision?" Joi

a while and finally made up my mind. Besides Rufus, that person seemed to be the only one I could place my

the relevant information and asked her to send out

me to

to deliver the message, but I didn't question her. I would have

into silence. Joi was sipping coffee, her face a mask

By my estimate, today was a full moon night, the night when the curse was

facing this debacle alone

don't be depressed. We'll be out of here soon," Yana comforted me in a soft

feeling gloomy and missed Rufus deeply. "I shouldn't have given in to my impulse and run out of

that the situation would take this turn. Your intention was to help those who resided outside the wall. But this is a very complex matter. You can't handle it by yourself." Yana let out a

still here,"