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?"

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

you silent? Tell me!" I wasn't in the mood for her silly games, so I demanded to hear the

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

infuriated me. The woman had been mysterious right from the beginning

from her attitude, I could tell she wasn't going to tell

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

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"Don't be anxious, Sylvia. Everything will be

enraged me even though I couldn't understand what she

come true? Does she mean

"What on earth do you want to

shoulders and continued to hum

in a desperate attempt to