The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

Shawn's legs started to tremble from fear. Subconsciously, he assumed Rufus was the one who grabbed his wrist, so he hurriedly explained, "I'm sorry, Prince Rufus. I just saw a bug on Sylvia's shoulder and wanted to help her get rid of it! Please forgive me!"

"He is not Rufus." Shawn's action rendered me quite surprised. I looked at him with contempt and said, "Are you so weak that you can't even smell his scent?"

Shawn wasn't that powerful back when I was still in the pack. He would always mess around and indulge himself in lust. But now, he was so weak that even his sharp sense of smell as a werewolf had degenerated.

Shawn finally straightened his back and let out a sigh of relief when he heard what I said. Then he asked curiously, "So who is this then? Your bodyguard?"

I furiously rolled my eyes at him. "It's none of your business."

Shawn didn't give up. He attempted to remove Blair's mask, but the latter shoved him to the ground.

Please let me go,"

So I patted Blair's hand, indicating to

go of Shawn and eyed him from head to

dust and dirt. His face, which had been relatively clean, was now in

mean as before. I threw a punch at him out of anger. This caused him to behave

Gamma Mateo's room when he was still alive." I didn't want to keep it from Shawn, so I told him straight up what this trip was

about to do. "Did you come back to

I asked out

lot of them

my mother's true identity. But since

the room. It was rare

was very spacious, with many small rooms inside. The biggest one was the master bedroom, with a smaller guest room.

a large study