Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight

Chapter 703 No Taste

Leonard’s POV:

It had been a long time since I felt so weak and powerless. My b*ody seemed to be giving up. Even my heart couldn’t seem to beat properly.

Sensing that my breathing was slowing down, I woke up from my coma with a start. I gasped for air as my oxygen-deprived brain was still in a daze.

I tried to blink, but it felt as though my eyes were covered with a layer of white paste and mist.

When I finally came to my senses and my heartbeat returned to normal, I found myself lying in a bedroom. As I looked at my surroundings in confusion, a figure approached me.

long after Edwin left. My brain was working again and I gradually remembered

around me, I grabbed her hand and asked, “How long has it been since Edwin

out for only an hour. As for the people who went out to rescue Sylvia, they haven’t

very uneasy. It had been an hour and we still got

there. He won’t let anything happen to Sylvia.” Alina patted my shoulder

I sighed and took solace in knowing that Rufus was strong enough to

than half of the pack’s sold*iers to guard the manor. Despite the tight security, the enemy was

Here, have some soup first.” Alina held up a bowl of soup and was about

my head. “No, I want to rest.” “Eat a little so that you have

and I was in no mood

I glanced at the pills in Alina’s hand. What she said made sense, so I sat up reluctantly and drank some soup. “No seasoning?” I looked at the bowl of soup in my hand and frowned slightly. It was completely bland. I started to wonder if I had lost my sense of taste. Although I had been in poor