The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

The mysterious man seemed to be very familiar with the black market, as he was able to tell me a great deal about it in a relatively short amount of time.

I kept quiet and paid close attention to what he was saying.

To my surprise, he then wrapped his arm around my shoulder as if we were close friends. "It's your first time here. Are you shocked that such a place exists in the heart of the capital city? Come on. I'll show you around."

The mysterious man took the lead in walking forward. I didn't follow him and just watched his back vigilantly.

This man was very suspicious. He didn't seem to come to the black market for business. Instead, it felt as though he was waiting there in the bar for me on purpose.

The mysterious man took a few steps forward before realizing I wasn't following him. So, he turned around and walked back to me.

I stepped back vigilantly, wanting to keep a distance.

"Stop walking back. Make sure you stay in this side the wall. If you go out, you won't be

heard him. I raised my hand

and a person can only enter here once a day," he informed me in

raised my head slightly and lowered my voice

question, he asked, "Why

this guy. He was talking to me like I was his close friend, not a stranger he had just met. He seemed

did you help me?"

while, he sighed and answered, "Forget it. I won't hide

he took off his hood and revealed a familiar

my eyes, thinking I was mistaken. "Blair? Why

come to the black market?" Blair grinned from ear to ear

was stumped for an answer, so I had to change the topic. "What's wrong with your

rude," he remarked irritably, I

Those who frequent the black market use this to hide their identity." Without hesitation, I pulled out the wooden cork and downed the potion. A strong taste of grass filled my mouth. About five or six seconds later, my voice transformed into that of an elderly