The Lycan King's Fate Calling

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.

to my surprise, Hobson ran behind me and grabbed my

ferocity soared, and his sharp fangs grew

hold but couldn't. My lungs constricted, and I could feel my feet gradually leave the floor.

turned red. He strangled my neck

slapped his hands as my face turned red. I could hear

my mind went blank, Hobson suddenly loosened his grip on

grabbed my hand and gently rubbed it against his sharp teeth. Blood instantly

with excitement as he greedily licked my

felt like I

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

a searing pain in my hand as Hobson

dry fingers had restored their original condition, and the

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

my blood was healing Hobson. However, I didn't want to jump to any

wanted to leave

away and looked at the bite on my hand. My skin had turned blue and began to rapidly

the hem of my dress, trying to wipe away the blood and the disgusting sensation. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt