The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

I took the pendant off my neck and looked at it closely. Was I imagining things or was it glowing a gloomy red light?

"What's that? Why is it glowing?" Flora's eyes widened in curiosity. Apparently, I wasn't imagining things.

I didn't say anything. Biting my lower lip, I stared at the pendant uneasily. I had a bad feeling about this.

"Damn it! Not again!" Flora stomped her foot in frustration.

I looked up to see what she was shouting at and saw that black mist began to circle us. But it was different from the white smoke just now. The black mist was odorless, but I somehow knew it was extremely dangerous.

"Run!" I shouted in a panic.

But it was too late. The black mist spread towards us very fast. In a matter of mere seconds, we were enshrouded in the mist and couldn't see anything around us, nor could we hear any sounds. I shouted the others' names and started walking urgently.

stone chamber. There was nothing in the room, save for a stone tablet

tablet was covered with runes, but also walls. Densely packed runes covered the

these runes carefully, trying to find some clues. However, the longer I stared at the markings on the wall, the dizzier I

In that

my brain suddenly

caught me. I vaguely heard Layla's voice from behind me. "This is the language of witches and wizards. It's some

not only Layla was

they were

in confusion and began to

chamber was empty, save for some white candles

up one of them and lit it, but the

out another match and lit the candle again. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters

of an eye, the candlelight

threw away the white candle. Rubbing her arms, she