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?"

strange tone that sounded sweet and intimate, which only

the mood for her silly games, so I demanded to hear

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

woman had been mysterious right from the beginning and

from her attitude, I could tell

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

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 website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest

neck. "Don't be anxious, Sylvia. Everything will be the same as you

words enraged me even though I couldn't understand what she

Does she mean

escape her hold. "What on earth do

shoulders and continued to hum without answering my

around in a