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?"

didn't answer my question. Instead, she called my mother's name in a strange tone that sounded sweet and

mood for

"Since Olivia hasn't told you anything, I guess it's still not the time for you to hear

The woman had been mysterious

from her attitude, I could tell she wasn't

the blackthorn pattern I had seen in the book. "Can you tell me about this? You wanted me to see this, didn't you? 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 as

rose in my throat as I recalled the dream where

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

even though

dream would come true? Does she mean

"What on earth do you want to

on my shoulders and continued

quickly turned around in a desperate attempt