The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Alina's POV:

"What... What truth?" My voice was shaking, and every part of my body was frozen in place.

The woman in the black cloak laughed and caressed my neck with her fingers. "Aren't you curious about why your father is behaving so strangely? Why is he insisting that you marry this man you barely know?"

"What... Why?" My scalp was tingling, and the fear within me almost crippled me. I couldn't focus on her words. I just wanted her to let go of my neck.

The woman seemed to sympathize with me and she sighed. "What a poor thing! You have worked so hard, but you still don't hold a candle to the other daughter in your father's heart."

"The other daughter?" My ears perked up at this important point and my interest was aroused. I automatically asked, "What do you mean? Are you saying that my father has another daughter?" "What do you think? He is giving you up because he has someone better than you." The woman sneered, her voice audibly dripping with mockery. My brain was completely muddled. I felt like this woman was babbling nonsense. My father was a man of integrity. How could he cheat on my mother and have another daughter? sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

the daughter of your father and

were getting increasingly ridiculous. My father and mother were deeply in love with each other. How could there have been

daughter is? She is significantly stronger than you. She is also brave and kind-hearted and has inherited your father's powerful bloodline. Your father adores her. As for you, you are nothing but a burden. You are a piece of garbage in your father's eyes. You don't deserve to inherit the

in disdain. "You can continue cooking up stories. My father only has one child --me. If he truly had

front of me. She extracted a crystal ball from her black cloak and handed it to me. "Don't you want to see it with your own eyes? Don't you want to know who

disdain. This woman was

what tricks she would

the crystal ball and fidgeted with it, feeling a little impatient. "How do I use this? It's too complicated." "Hold it tightly in your hands." I followed her instructions. She cast a spell on the crystal ball, and her long cold fingers brushed over it. Then, a

until I could finally make

bracelet adorned her slender wrist. She had a shapely waist and her long hair fell in loose waves around her

frowned. I was well-acquainted