The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

Shawn was speechless, but when he noticed Blair's toned arms, he didn't dare say anything more and instead got out of the pool in silence.

Blair snorted on the poolside and watched Shawn with evident insult.

Furious and embarrassed, Shawn gritted his teeth.

The servant quickly brought clean clothes, which Shawn changed into while suppressing his anger. Then he continued to lead us to the dining room, but this time, he behaved obediently and didn't dare provoke Blair anymore.

Finally learning his lesson, Shawn kept his mouth shut along the way. Blair and I were happy to finally have some peace and quiet.

We soon arrived at the dining room. I thought it was just a simple meal, but I didn't expect Shawn to hold a big party.

Inside the hall were ten long white tables. Hanging on the tall dome ceiling were bright crystal chandeliers that cast a glittering radiance on the tableware. There were fresh flower baskets in every corner, and those tender petals were stained with water. It was obvious that they had just been placed in the hall.

people, who were all high-ranking members

they all rose from their seats to welcome

reminded me of when a principal gave a speech in school, and the students would get up to greet him in this

face, I strolled behind Blair and followed Shawn

either side of us sat the pack elders, while the three of us sat

any of the food. He

bullied me before, so I wasn't really delighted at all to see them again. I only

down my fork and knife, sat silently like Blair,

to

have vanished completely. It was replaced by the enthusiasm towards Blair and me. Seeing that Blair and I didn't eat much, he thought the food didn't suit our taste, so he asked

were served on the long banquet table. Knowing Shawn's

contain my impatience, pressed Shawn down, who was about to get up to call people, and whispered, "No need to change the dishes. The food is fine." Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ Findɴovel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access

weight." Shawn grinned broadly and slammed a piece of stewed chicken with

my lips and smiled, taking a sip from the water glass to quell

hated the strong