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?"

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

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

you anything, I guess it's still not the time

mysterious right from the beginning and testing my

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

Are you trying to remind me of something?" The woman remained silent for a while and suddenly burst out laughing. "No wonder

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

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

me even though I couldn't understand what she

Does she mean Rufus would

to escape her hold. "What on earth

loosened her grip on my shoulders

in a desperate attempt to see