The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

"Rufus! What's wrong?"

I sprinted to Rufus and pulled him up as quickly as I could, but he was already unconscious. Blood came out of the corners of his mouth while he grimaced in pain.

Flustered and outraged, I raised my head at Noreen and demanded, "What did you do to him?!" Noreen blinked innocently. "I didn't do anything." "Liar! It's you! Otherwise, how could Rufus end up like this?" I roared, and once again, my emotions were on the verge of getting the best of me.

After noticing that Rufus' breathing became increasingly shallow, I was so anxious that I almost wanted to kill Noreen.

"I've warned you before to stop using your power, but you didn't listen to me. That's why Rufus became like this," Noreen explained coldly. Her vile face was adorned with a smug grin of triumph.

ripped open his collar, only to find that the black thorns had

this be? Every day, I secretly inspect the thorns on Rufus' back. They just reached the lower part of his shoulder blade yesterday. How

caused by your power of black witch and his love for you only serves to strengthen the curse. It's fine when your black witch bloodline was suppressed by the lycan bloodline before. But now that you've gradually unleashed the power of the black witch, it will only accelerate the growth of those thorns." While talking, Noreen came around to the side where Rufus and I were standing and squatted down. She looked at the thorns and clicked her tongue. "Rufus does love you so

eyes and growled, "Do you think this has nothing to do with you? If it weren't for you, the thorns wouldn't have suddenly grown out of control. No wonder you asked me to

and you shouldn't be confined to the imperial palace. Worse, you've been living a painful life for the sake of a werewolf. Is it worth it?" Noreen smiled, reached out her hand, and touched my face. "Why are you crying? The black witches are always strong and powerful.

withdrew all my power, not wanting to talk

still showed no signs of

and racked my brain to

be a way. Calm down, Sylvia," I murmured

a lot to

rendered Noreen silent. As I watched Rufus' breath grow weaker and weaker, I lost all composure and began