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?"

relieved to see the woman's face. It was indeed Layla, and she seemed to be fine. It didn't look like

smiled bitterly. "I knew

bought her hadn't done anything to her yet. I overheard that he was planning

vampire's hand and briskly went down to business.

them here and let me see." The silver-haired vampire looked at

at Warren meaningfully. He immediately

squinted shrewdly and said, "One is missing. Where is the woman with the

left of her corpse,

for Layla,

you!" 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

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 being intensely angry to extremely crazy. "Okay, then

one of

bullshit. You work for Hobson, so be a good dog

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