The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

"How did you know about the passage to the attic?" Hobson's angry voice thundered from behind me.

I whirled around to glance at Hobson, only to find that he looked even weaker. Maybe it was because he had used his special power.

Truth be told, he looked almost lifeless.

"You are dying," I said flatly.

My words seemed to hit a sore spot for Hobson. He gritted his teeth and growled, "As long as I drink from your blood, I'll live."

Really?

I looked up at him coldly. "You'd have to catch me first."

I heard the sound of hurried

any more time on Hobson and ran to

go in!" Hobson

he said. Only the

acted fast. He caught up to me in the blink of an eye, but just as he

and saw him clutching his chest and wincing in pain. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ Find_Nøvel.ɴet

curse was attacking him. In that moment, I

I didn't dare to stop and rushed to the attic as fast as I could. I didn't dare to relax even

ajar. The moment I pushed it open and rushed inside, the wind seemed to pour in and ruffled

inside, she slowly turned around and glanced at me. It seemed that she was not surprised

at her with pleading

your daughter!" Ellis's arrogant voice sounded like nails on a chalkboard to my ears. Her wounds had recovered and she had regained

to the window in one swift movement. This window was the only opening without a blockade

window to catch me. But the