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

as I heard him. I raised my hand

the secret code, and a person can only enter here

and lowered my voice like him.

my query. Instead of answering my question, he asked, "Why did you

about this guy. He was talking to me like I was his close friend, not a stranger he

did you help me?" I asked

he sighed and answered, "Forget it. I

took off his hood and revealed a familiar handsome face. It

eyes, thinking I

ask you the same! Why did you come to the black market?" Blair grinned from ear to

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

are so rude," he remarked irritably, I cracked a happy

of his pocket. "Drinking this can change one's voice. 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 woman. Amused, Blair burst into laughter. His rough voice resembled that of a duck. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ Findɴovel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to