The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Joanna's POV:

I walked ahead and finally caught Sylvia's trail through some footprints she had left in the sand and soil.

Harry followed me. He sighed periodically, but I didn't know what was running through his mind.

He wasn't going to tell me if I asked him anyway. It was better for me to hold my tongue.

Soon, we followed Sylvia to a vast open grassland. We had to move forward in a half-crouch through the sparse grass.

"Hold on for a minute. My shoelaces have come loose."

Harry's hurried whisper came from behind.

I reluctantly turned around and saw him crouched on the ground trying to tie his shoelaces.

Even though he usually dressed smartly and always tried to be the best at everything, he was, in fact, a fool who didn't even know how to tie his shoelaces properly.

I supposed this was normal though. Almost everyone had something in their life that they just couldn't master. Warren, for example, was an excellent cook, but he was still a messy man who was unable to fold his clothes neatly. When he would get bored of folding them, he would simply ball them up and toss them in the closet. As for Harry, he was good with his hands. However, when it came to tying his shoelaces, even though he must have practiced it several hundred times, his fingers still moved clumsily.

got closer to him. Batting his

"I want a bowknot."

man had so

anything. I held the shoelaces with both hands and made two turns.

Harry's demand that he graced

are really good at tying

was such

glance and realized that even if he was bent low,

him that instruction, I spun around and continued following Sylvia.

In a low voice, I told him, "It seems

didn't respond, but I

minute later, Sylvia reached

instantly froze as well and gestured at

for. There was an eerie silence around us, further driving home

face was serious and I began to worry inwardly. So far, every move of hers had been

the next second, a

to talk to