Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight

Chapter 657 Someone with Countless Faces

Sylvia’s POV:

Carol and I both insisted on our respective opinions. We were in a stalemate, so Blair took me to the guards to look at the surveillance video. We meticulously watched the surveillance video and sure enough, we didn’t see Carol get in or out of the school gate.

“Did you really mistake someone else as Carol?” Blair worriedly asked as he turned to look at me. “It doesn’t seem like Carol is lying.”

All kinds of thoughts raced through my mind as my face turned deathly pale. If Carol wasn’t the one who appeared in the library, then it had to be someone else. And the answer was obvious.

It was Noreen. She disguised herself as Carol. I remembered when Rufus told me that black witches were good at disguising themselves and hide among the crowd. I figured she must have disguised herself as Carol in the library this time around.

Noreen’s witchcraft was flawless. I couldn’t see a single mistake in her transformation even when we were talking face to face. It would be horrible if she could disguise as pretty much anyone without us noticing.

trailed off as I absentmindedly walked out of the monitoring

a long time ago. We just didn’t notice it. What was Noreen’s

in low spirits.

over, and when it did, I sprinted all

better when I saw the

and breathed a sigh of relief. Now that the enemy was hiding in the dark, I couldn’t afford to be so passive anymore. Whether or not what the letter stated was true, I had to find a way to go to the Silver Moon Pack. The only clue I

do, I noticed that the servants were pushing a cart full of flowers as they

these?” I asked them out of

was filled with all kinds of rare herbs and the pear tree was already so big. I didn’t think that they were going to plant it in the backyard, but I was wrong. The guards were smiling as they carried the pear tree to the backyard. The open space that had been paved with cobblestones had now turned into a small

the middle of the garden, which was suitable for swimming on hot days. Entwined vines were under the trees, as well as a swing that swayed in

to have a swing of my own, but I didn’t expect that Rufus would take it seriously

was wearing casual clothing while holding a pair of gold-rimmed glasses that