The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

I scoured through my phone and dialed Maya's number. Drawing a deep sigh, I explained that I was fine and ready to go back.

I could almost hear her relief over the phone, and she told me that she would be waiting for me at the gate of the palace.

I echoed the relief that Maya felt with a sigh, wiped the sweat on my forehead and hung up the phone.

A chuckle escaped Blair, who was standing next to me with his signature smirk. He walked away just when I parted my lips for a question, leaving me wondering what he found amusing.

My brows furrowed. It seemed to me that Blair was getting weirder as days passed by. The flower that was cultivated and nourished by Noreen's blood might lift the curse on him, but sometimes it also seemed to change him into an entirely different person.

We did not have to walk for long before the gate of the palace came into view, and I saw Maya running over from a long distance. As she neared us, she registered Blair's presence and granted him a surprised look.

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say anything in response to my statement. Instead, she greeted Blair before winking at me and coupling it with a mysterious smile. What could have

hands found my arms, and she pulled me away until we found ourselves treading the path all the way to a small and exquisite palace. As we closed in on the palace, I could make out a rough estimation of a dozen maids waiting for our arrival. The second I set foot inside, they started to help me dress up without saying anything. They looked like

party tonight?' Maya covered her mouth, but it didn't stifle her giggles. I didn't take any offense about her amusement at my unawareness; instead I was just really confused.

the dressing room, in courtesy of the maids. The flashbacks of when I first came to the palace to attend the banquet swamped me Probably because I was in the delicate stages of pregnancy, the maids didn't prepare high heels for me. Even the fancy frock they clad me

too sweet-almost intimate, in fact, that I imagined it to be worn on a date and a little inappropriate for a serious dinner party. I

be unhatched as she faced me

everything was set before Maya hauled me out of the dressing room and ushered me to a place with a neofuturistic architectural style. The layout and

It was like the enchanting beauty

hall. As if to keep her acting in secrecy in tow, Maya hurriedly drew me to sit down and arranged a lot of delicate desserts and tea for

busy, but he'll be here soon. While waiting, Miss Todd, you can watch a movie first." Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website on

strange-even stranger than how I thought she was behaving-I didn't ask any more. I appeased my mind on the thought that Rufus must want to have a date. That romantic guy always surprised me, and it