The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

The fact that my mother had been bullied ever since she was a kid came as a surprise to me. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

This was because she seemed to be a really courageous and strong woman to me growing up. She was always happy and brave.

I didn't expect that she would have such a troubled past.

"Poor Olivia. If I hadn't protected her, she wouldn't have been able to grow up safely, let alone give birth to you," Noreen remarked in a very superior tone. She then eyed me distastefully and continued, "You look just like your mother, except for your eyes which you got from your father, that stinky werewolf."

I tightened my lips and remained silent. There was no joy in suddenly meeting my condescending aunt, who appeared out of nowhere.

Noreen had no regard for my feelings as she continued, "Although Olivia and I have the same mother, my father is a powerful wizard, while hers is merely a useless werewolf. Since then, she has been the object of everyone's scorn. No respectable member of the family would ever consider welcoming a low-class hybrid.

everyone unconsciously disregarded Olivia. At first, my mother still held out hope for her. But she eventually gave up after learning that Olivia's witch bloodline was quelled by the werewolf bloodline. Only I wanted to talk to

her terrible personality and haughty attitude. This woman only treated my mother like

she was too arrogant

Olivia in the wine cellar. She avoided a failing grade by just not taking the test. Although she was sick for over six months as a result of it and couldn't attend the school anymore, at least she was able to avoid my mother's punishment. But unfortunately, your mother didn't appreciate all

she said, I was speechless. I didn't know whether

cold that a strong adult werewolf couldn't bear to stay there for long, let alone an underage

to be a

mother, but she didn't know how to be grateful! When she

she wanted. No one else has the right to interfere. She is not an object without emotions, and

deafening silence instantly

for the crackling sound of the candle, even the air was

the truth was brought to light, they were unwilling to accept it. This was exactly what I was going through right