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.

on the way," I

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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

mouth, but it

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the style was too sweet-almost intimate, in fact, that I imagined it

were meant to be unhatched

words again fall off her lips wasn't what came to mind when I turned to her. Forget it. I wouldn't ask. I would know by then anyway, as Maya delightfully emphasized so. One maid ironed the little ruffle on my dress, while the other made sure that everything was set before Maya hauled me out of the dressing room and ushered me to a place

my senses as I took in the notion that there was such a place in the royal palace. It was like the enchanting beauty from the middle ages and avant-garde robots from modern society were thrown together in one mix. The place looked harmonious despite the contrast in

way to the upper floors. The entire third floor was a movie hall. As if to keep her

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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