The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Noreen's POV:

I hid in the black smoke and laughed at Sylvia as she stood on the trial platform. "Look, no one will believe you. You'll never be anything but a lowly slave in their eyes. No matter how hard you worked and how many people you saved, you would be discarded without a second thought. Just like now, no one cared about what the truth was. They only believed what they saw with their own eyes. So, come with me. There is a better world waiting for you outside of here. Don't waste your black witch bloodline here."

Sylvia raised her head and threw a stern stare at me. Her mouth curled into a mocking grin as she said, "Stop playing tricks, Noreen. They won't work on me."

I snorted coldly and gave up persuading her. In a flash, I appeared in the middle of the execution platform, looking down on Sylvia as she knelt on the ground. "You are really as stubborn as your mother, always unwilling to listen to me. Don't waste your time by resisting. How many of these folks actually think you are innocent? The people you care about are nothing but a group of blind idiots. You try to be real with everyone, but you just wind up as a joke. Never gamble on human nature, Sylvia, because you are doomed to lose." Sylvia raised her head to look at me, emotionless. "Is that why you've planned all this? Do you wish for me to be cut off from my family and friends? If so, then you have succeeded."

you. So you should forget all about being a

of hesitation. "How can I believe you?" Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels

overjoyed. As expected, a person facing her death would show weakness and succumb

soon. I thought it would take a long time to

I showed a confident and

Won't you betray and hurt me just like they did when you're done with me one day? After all, it's all your fault that I'm in this situation. I learned my lesson, Noreen. I

you wait for your death." My eyebrows stretched into a line as I stared at Sylvia coldly. I was one final step away from succeeding and I was afraid she might go back on

ten seconds to think about it. If you don't go with me, then accept

fog gradually dissipated with my voice.