The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Alina's POV:

My father kept getting closer to me, his face grim. No matter how much I screamed, he refused to let me go.

A violent buzzing sound filled my ears. I saw visions in front of me, all of them filled with angry fathers.

Several voices in my head seemed to warn me that my father was lying to me. He didn't love me the slightest bit. If he caught me, I would certainly be deprived of everything and rendered homeless. I collapsed, losing my last shred of sanity.

I had committed so many wrong acts. I'd even poisoned my father. I would never be forgiven!

"Kill him. Once you kill him, you will be free!" a ghostly voice whispered in my ears. I didn't want to pay heed to it, but it haunted me.

I had a splitting headache and just wanted to escape.

die. You have committed so many transgressions. No

in my ears. As I watched my father get

grabbed my wrist, my rational thinking

around the dagger and I stabbed him with

sharp dagger pierced his clothes and sank

the dagger I was

a word. I hurriedly withdrew my hand, stumbled a few steps back, and

of my father's chest. He hadn't expected this reaction of mine and he looked

not to approach me..."

didn't reply. He just stared down at the dagger protruding from his chest, from where

I yelled in a hoarse voice, "I didn't want to hurt you. I told you to stay away from

dagger from his chest and dropped it to the ground with

eyes. My heart sank to my stomach, and chills started running all over