Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight

Chapter 675 Face Changing SK*ll

Alina’s POV:

The woman was Camil, the maid I drove away before. Her timidity disappeared without a trace, and she now looked at me as a smile slowly came to her lips. “Miss Quinn.”

As if sensing that I was about to lose my temper, she turned around and in that split second, she morphed her face into a somewhat rough man. Another fleeting second passed and she mimicked the face of my deceased mother and said in the same serious voice, “Alina, are you going to admit defeat? Are you going to allow yourself to be trampled by a lowly she-wolf? Are you really going to take it lying down?”

Along with the shock of how fast she could alter her facial features was the terror that hit me as I saw my late mother’s face. I fell to the ground. “Who the hell are you?”

The woman strode over, still wearing the exact same face as my mother’s. She squatted beside me and said gently, “You just need to know that everything I said is true.”

was able to fool myself into thinking that my

to calm myself down. I had naturally revered my mother since I was a child, and I held onto it

want you

had no ulterior motives. Judging from her black cloak, I reasoned that she should be a witch. I couldn’t shrug off the doubts I had over her. None of the witches I had seen was good, and the one in front of me was definitely no exception.

corners of her mouth, revealing a strange smile. “Do you think I have other intentions? Alright. You can help me K*ll Sylvia,

ridiculous! “If I could K*ll her, I wouldn’t have wasted so much time doing nothing, and we certainly wouldn’t have been having this conversation

seemed to be arrogant and aloof, she was more ruthless than anyone else. It was just impossible to get into that thick skin of hers. I had suffered more than I could handle when I was in the capital city. What else would this witch dish out for

will feel hot if the one who is blood related to the owner appears within one meter from the gemstone. You don’t believe that Sylvia is your

should I believe you? Do you seriously think that I would do whatever you say? Do you want me to believe that witchcraft can outdo modern technology now? You probably

back to her. I didn’t want to see my mother’s face anymore. That was the only thing that would

mocking me. “This is the first time that someone doubts my witchcraft. You really are an arrogant little fool. No wonder your father doesn’t like you.