The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Chapter 520

Sylvia's POV:

I was startled to hear that. How could my blood smelled like a black witch?

'Nonsense! Like father, like children. The entire family was insane.'

I couldn't care less, so I pulled out my hand from his hold with all my strength.

I rubbed my wrist as a pang of regret settled on my heart. I should have thought of a different way to escape. I was stuck now. To make things worse, I have gotten into big trouble.

Looking at Hobson's bloodthirsty face, I pursed my lips and retreated slightly, ready to fight.

"Noreen's scent!" Hobson stared at me and slowly crawled out of the coffin, like a wild demon.

"You're wrong. How could I smell like the black witch? That's crazy!" I retorted as I stepped back toward the door.

Hobson chuckled, and the wrinkles on his face grew more prominent. He pursed his purple lips; his eyes glinted with malice. "How could I be wrong? I won't forget Noreen's scent even in my dreams."

His face contorted with rage. "It was she who made me like this." "What's that got to do with me?" I was in no mood to listen to his nonsense, so I turned around to leave.

ran behind me and grabbed my

soared, and his

constricted, and

red. He strangled

face turned red. I could hear my

and my mind went

and gently rubbed it against his sharp teeth. Blood instantly trickled out,

with excitement as he

like I were his

he was about to devour me. Judging from his expression, Hobson no longer cared about his

hand as Hobson continued to

restored their original

kind of sorcery?' Dread and unease settled in the pit of my

couldn't believe my blood was healing Hobson. However, I didn't

wanted to leave

away and looked at the bite on my

my dress, trying to wipe away the blood and the disgusting sensation. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of

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