The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

Carol and I both insisted on our respective opinions. We were in a stalemate, so Blair took me to the guards to look at the surveillance video.

We meticulously watched the surveillance video and sure enough, we didn't see Carol get in or out of the school gate.

"Did you really mistake someone else as Carol?" Blair worriedly asked as he turned to look at me. "It doesn't seem like Carol is lying."

All kinds of thoughts raced through my mind as my face turned deathly pale. If Carol wasn't the one who appeared in the library, then it had to be someone else. And the answer was obvious. It was Noreen. She disguised herself as Carol.

I remembered when Rufus told me that black witches were good at disguising themselves and hide among the crowd. I figured she must have disguised herself as Carol in the library this time around. Noreen's witchcraft was flawless. I couldn't see a single mistake in her transformation even when we were talking face to face.

It would be horrible if she could disguise as pretty much anyone without us noticing.

trailed off as I absentmindedly walked out of the monitoring room with

acted faster than we thought. She probably sneaked into the imperial capital and hid among us a

had been pulling the strings and we still had no idea what she wanted and

I refused and simply left on my own

panic. I kept suspecting each person who passed by

It didn't take long for my anxiety to take over, and when it did, I

better when

and breathed a sigh of relief. Now that the enemy was hiding in the dark, I couldn't afford to be so passive anymore. Whether or not what the letter stated was true, I had to find a way to go

what to do, I noticed that the servants were pushing a cart full of flowers as they passed by me. Two guards were also walking behind them and were carrying a pear tree. "Where are you going

pear tree was already so big. I didn't think that they were going to plant it in the backyard, but I

the backyard. The open space that

suitable for swimming on hot days. Entwined vines were under the trees, as well as a swing

I didn't expect that Rufus would take it seriously and arrange this for me. My heart melted at the sweet gesture.