The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

When Hobson was still panicking, I quickly turned into a wolf and ran through the door.

All of a sudden, a shrill sound rang in the air. It was so loud, almost as if it would pierce my eardrums. It sounded like the screams of a thousand bats.

That was probably Hobson's special power.

Unable to withstand it anymore, I returned to my human form and squeezed my ears shut. But the shrill noise seemed to pierce through my brain and crush my soul.

I closed my eyes and tried comforting Yana in my mind.

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"Sylvia, your ears are bleeding," she said in a tremulous voice.

"Yeah, but I'm okay." My palms were stained with blood, and I felt something warm flowing out of my nose. I realized it was my blood. My eyes became hot and dry as if they were about to bleed too. Just then, the long, shrill noise faded. But I was bleeding profoundly.

"Catch that werewolf!"

order, all the vampires sleeping in

dare to stay there any

closed doors were wide open now as if

leaving me in pitch darkness. The lights

appeared from the stairway. I had scribbled on her face, but despite it,

hard on her forehead.

She seemed to have twisted her neck

you to death!"

'What a stupid vampire!" "What's going on?" Ahern's voice interrupted

his eyes gleamed with excitement.

I knew it,

his attack. But his sharp

scent of my blood

drool. She tilted her head

form again. Using her fall to my advantage, I jumped up from the stairs, hooked my front

not be able

I could do was