The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

We set off before night fell.

Ashley led us along a secret short cut and we soon arrived at the designated meeting spot.

The vampires were bound by iron chains, and Warren and Flora were in charge of keeping a close eye on them.

Meanwhile, Rufus and I waited for Hobson at the intersection.

When it was completely dark, we saw a group of vampires approaching. They were escorting a woman in a black hood. It seemed that the woman was Layla.

I immediately leaped forward and said loudly, "Take off the hood. Let us see her face first."

The silver-haired vampire who was leading Layla laughed grimly but obliged. He yanked the hood off and spat, "Look. This is who you want, right?"

woman's face. It was indeed Layla, and she seemed

my gaze and smiled bitterly.

to her yet. I overheard that he was planning to dissect her alive." The silver-haired vampire frivolously

silver-haired vampire's hand and briskly went down to

let me see." The silver-haired vampire looked at Layla longingly, as though he still wanted to

meaningfully. He

said, "One

and nothing much was left of her corpse,

"Consider yourself lucky. If it weren't for Layla, we would've slaughtered the rest

Irritated, the silver haired vampire reached out and grabbed Layla's hair. "In that case, I should cut off one of her hands. It's only fair. After all, you killed one of our own." Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website

me and warned him coldly. The silver-haired vampire glanced at the captives and sneered. He kicked hard at the crook of Layla's leg and she buckled to her knees. His face contorted from

dislocating one of her

fists, seething with rage. "Enough with the bullshit. You work for Hobson, so be a good dog and do as you're told. If

even stupider than I thought!" The silver-haired vampire laughed like a madman, took