Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight

Sylvia’s POV:

I arrived at the place where the stone chamber had appeared the last time. But the pendant was missing, and I couldn’t seem to find a way to get inside.

After circling for a while, I suddenly remembered my blood was special, for it could temporarily relieve the curse on Rufus and Blair.

After thinking for a while, I took out the dagger and slashed my fingertip. The blood gushed out and trickled on the ground.

A few seconds later, the black mist rose, and the ground began to burn.

A sense of unease settled in the pit of my stomach as I witnessed it. Both my mother’s pendant and my blood were coincidentally involved with Noreen in some way. Just then, I remembered the blackthorns I saw in my dream. They all seemed like signs of warning.

However, I had no idea how to connect them. It felt like a kite dangling in the air, and the one holding the string had been hiding in the dark, confusing me.

black mist wasn’t as swift as the last time — perhaps because the opening mechanism of

to

to my throat. Thinking the vampires had found me, I quickly squatted. However, the space around me was empty and barren. People could see me even if

that vampires would notice me this soon. This place was in the middle of

broke into an uproar,

hide. Just then, something colorful flew over the gr@ssin the distance. It was swift and dazzling. Several vampires followed it. “Stop! What’s that?

like a colorful wild

it! Can a wild boar run at

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grow louder with every passing minute as the vampires continued to shout and

sigh of relief and thanked the unknown creature for attracting the

enveloped me, and the noises faded away. I closed my eyes and pictured myself walking out of