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.

surprise, Hobson ran behind

his sharp fangs grew

constricted, and I could feel my feet gradually leave

turned red. He strangled my neck with all

face turned red. I could hear

mind went blank, Hobson suddenly loosened

teeth. Blood instantly trickled

with excitement as

like I

devour me. Judging from his expression, Hobson no longer cared about his agreement with

searing pain in my hand as Hobson

his dry fingers had restored their original condition,

kind of sorcery?' Dread and

believe my blood was healing Hobson. However,

to

and looked at the bite on my hand. My skin had

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

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