Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight

Chapter 519 The Smell of Noreen

Sylvia’s POV:

I examined every inch of Hobson’s b*ody. His legs, arms, and fingers looked as dry as a withered leaf. He didn’t look this frail and weak when I saw him the day before yesterday.

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No wonder he didn’t attend the dinner last night. Hobson’s b*ody was chapped and dry like a dehydrated log of wood.

Such a sign was abnormal for both werewolves and vampires. I thought his health was deteriorating. I circled the coffin twice, gently knocking on its walls. The loud thud resounded across the silent room.

However, Hobson didn’t wake up. I discovered that no matter how powerful a vampire was, they would sleep like a log during the day.

the cross looked strange. It had a wavy pattern that looked like saw teeth.

to the front gate because

cautiously reached for it. My heart took a sprint in my chest

wave of relief washed over me when I touched the key. I gripped

I could pull the key off, a pair of withered hands grabbed my wrist. The f0rce was so strong that it seemed to crush

then did I find that Hobson had opened his eyes and was staring at

vice-like grip. I didn’t expect Hobson’s withered hands would be strong enough to trap me in

as if he had been looking at a prey. I swallowed and tried

just curious…” I said, trying to make up an excuse. However, Hobson

that smell on you?” Hobson’s eyes turned red, which was a sign of a vampire’s thirst. Hobson grew excited the same way the five young vampires had gone berserk last night at the smell of my

I quickly touched my face with another hand. The wound on my face had healed, so there wouldn’t

tightened as if he were going to break my

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