The Lycan King's Fate Calling

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My suspicions were confirmed when I witnessed Flora's panic.

I had the strangest feeling that it was Crystal in this photo. Even though I had only seen her face with a mask once and I could barely make out the woman's face in the phone I was holding, my gut told me that the girl in the photo was absolutely Crystal. No two people could have the same mole in the same exact location. Such a coincidence was impossible, unless the two were the same person. Furthermore, this dress matched the one worn by the she-wolf who danced with me at the ball in my memory. Although I couldn't see her face, I assumed the owner of this dress should be Crystal. Crystal and Flora were seen exchanging heartfelt greetings on the day of the military parade. They didn't look like new friends at all.

In fact, the thing that bugged me the most was that Flora's reaction was too strange. Her own story contradicted what she said before. She was full of lies. It was obvious that she was deliberately hiding something.

"That's Joanna in the picture," Flora suddenly said.

"Joanna? Is there such a person?" I narrowed my eyes in suspicion. This was really an unexpected answer. Flora was on the verge of telling the truth, and I thought she might take the plunge. But she was so savvy that she decided to use a phony name instead. It was just absurd.

was John, a fellow student of ours, who was disguised as a man. Her

Flora said confidently.

that

in the photo was her. Later, when her identity was exposed, she left the capital and returned to her pack. Your mother also knew about it, but she let Joanna go for

something about this name that seemed familiar, but I couldn't

reminded me in a low voice, "It's the Alpha from Smog Pack. She was also at the parade. And there was indeed a person named John among those

Joanna come over right this minute. If it was indeed her, we will find

about it. Their Alpha was competent and had done a good job of leading the pack in the past few years. Even though I had only met her a handful of times, in my mind, I pictured a lovely and serious she-wolf, though not nearly as stunning as the woman in the

face suddenly turned pale. She stammered, "Joanna may not be at the