Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight

Chapter 522 Escape from The Castle

Sylvia’s POV:

“How did you know about the passage to the attic?” Hobson’s angry voice thundered from behind me.

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I whirled around to glance at Hobson, only to find that he looked even weaker. Maybe it was because he had used his special power.

Truth be told, he looked almost lifeless. “You are dying,” I said flatly.

My words seemed to hit a sore spot for Hobson. He gritted his teeth and growled, “As long as I drink from your blood, I’ll live.” Really?

I looked up at him coldly. “You’d have to catch me first.”

vampires had arrived. I didn’t

you dare go in!” Hobson shouted

didn’t give a damn what he said. Only the woman in the attic could save me. Hobson acted fast. He caught up to me in the blink of an eye, but just as he reached out his hand to stop

him clutching his chest and wincing

curse was attacking him. In that moment, I was actually

I didn’t dare to

slightly ajar. The moment I pushed it open and rushed inside, the wind seemed to pour in and ruffled

bed, staring out the window idly. When I burst inside, she slowly turned around and glanced at me. It seemed that she was not surprised that I

to the door, panting and out of breath. He had

rushed to Joi’s side and looked at

what’re you waiting for? She’s a werewolf! It’s werewolves who K*lled your daughter!” Ellis’s arrogant voice sounded like nails on a chalkboard to my ears. Her wounds had recovered and she

her lips parted and she mouthed something to me. Her back was to the vampires, so they

meant. I raised my hand, knocked Joi out, and rushed to the window in one swift movement. This

smashing glasseverywhere. The broken glasscut my

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