The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

The fire that was consuming Noreen intensified. It soon engulfed her body, leaving only her head unscathed.

Noreen let out a painful yell. The blood that splattered across her face gave her a frightening appearance.

"Sylvia, please spare my life. I promise I will stay away from you from now on. I won't get involved in your life any more. If you keep me alive, I will do whatever you say. Just please spare me this time." Tears streamed down Noreen's face as she now finally tasted fear.

But her words didn't soften my heart. Instead, I looked at her coldly without saying a word or moving half a step, allowing her to be devoured by the flames.

Noreen crawled on the ground, grabbed the hem of my trousers, and begged, "Pull out the dagger! Please, Sylvia. I'm your only family left in the world! For the sake of your mother, please save me!"

that!" Noreen's eyeballs sprang out

emerged from a corner. She covered her mouth and nose with her hands, trying not to get choked by the thick smoke. When the fire burned Noreen, a strange smell filled the air. It was neither pungent nor pleasant. "How did it go? Is

solved. She is the last problem I had to deal with." I wasn't entirely resolved as I watched the soaring flames, I was actually not very

you need me to

shook my head and responded, "Nothing. I'm leaving

last time?" "No, otherwise I wouldn't have the courage to leave. Now that we've come

her into a horribly charred corpse. She still had the dagger stuck in her chest, but it wasn't scorched down. Instead, the sheen on the blade was even brighter. When Laura turned at the burned remains of Noreen, she nearly threw up. The odor emanating

and handed it to Laura. "You will feel better after

and asked in surprise, "You like gardenia? I remember Leonard used to like it too." "Yes, I've grown fond of it lately. I feel as if he is still around whenever I catch a whiff of gardenia," I said, lowering my eyes with a hint

wrapped her hands around