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?"

tone that sounded sweet and intimate, which only seemed

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

hasn't told you anything, I guess it's still not the time for

The woman had been mysterious right from the beginning and testing

could tell

her about 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

"What do you want to know? Tell me," 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

will be the same

words enraged me even though I couldn't

would come true? Does she mean Rufus would

I struggled to escape her hold. "What on earth do you want to

on my shoulders and continued to

turned around in a