The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

I couldn't struggle or break free from the grip. The one behind me was clinging to me with all their weight. My skin broke into goosebumps as the person's smooth, icy skin touched mine. "Sweetheart, it's not good to run around this way."

The hoarse voice of a woman rang in my ears.

Hearing that, I broke into a cold sweat.

I clenched my fists, trying to remain calm. "Are you Noreen?"

The woman responded with maniacal laughter. She neither denied it nor gave me a direct answer.

However, I wasn't willing to give up. "Why do you have my mother's photos? And what about the pendant?"

my question. Instead, she called my mother's name in a strange tone that sounded sweet and intimate, which only seemed to increase my

wasn't in the mood for her silly games, so I demanded to

Olivia hasn't told you anything, I guess

had been mysterious right from the beginning and testing

her attitude, I could tell

Are you trying to remind me of something?" The woman remained silent for a while and suddenly burst out laughing. "No wonder you are Olivia's daughter. You are as smart

she asked solemnly. "Is that thing on Rufus' back the blackthorns? Did you do it?" I asked. Bile rose in my throat as I recalled the dream where I saw Rufus ensnared by the blackthorns. I realized it was perhaps this evil witch's trick. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ Find_Nøvel.ɴet

as she gently stroked my neck. "Don't be anxious, Sylvia. Everything will be the same as you saw. Your dream will come true.

though I couldn't

dream would come true? Does she mean Rufus

struggled to escape her hold. "What on earth do

shoulders and continued to hum without answering my

quickly turned around in a desperate