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.

you will die. You have committed so many transgressions. No one will forgive

my ears. As I watched my father get increasingly closer, I almost failed at subduing

wrist, my rational thinking was overcome by

fingers curled around the dagger

pierced his clothes and sank into

my senses, the dagger I was holding

could barely speak a word. I hurriedly withdrew my hand, stumbled

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

you not to approach me..." I was so terrified that

dagger protruding from his chest, from

hurt you. I told you to stay away from me. Why didn't you listen to me? You forced

ground with a thud. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the

I didn't dare to meet my father's eyes.