Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight

Chapter 723 An Irresistible f0rce

Sylvia’s POV:

From the darkness came a peal of muffled laughter. “Sylvia, is this the connection between our hearts and souls? The power of the bloodline is indeed indisputable.”

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“We are worlds apart. I belong to the werewolf race.” I watched with my stern eyes as Noreen emerged out of the dark. I had expected this to happen and didn’t intend to call for help.

Because I knew it would be pointless.

“Are you denying your origin? The black witch bloodline is nothing to be ashamed of. If more, it’s something you should be proud of.” Noreen chuckled with pride and confidence. With a light clap of her hands, all the candles in the hall were extinguished. Seconds later, she clapped her hands again and the candles flared to life once more.

she was trying to impress me, but I just found her eagerness to show off so ridiculous. I was rendered speechless

race.” Noreen looked arrogant, as if she didn’t understand me at all. “You don’t feel proud of having such a powerful bloodline, but to

on my face as I asked in a gloomy tone, “What on earth are you trying to

her hands and answered innocently, “I just want you to accept your fate,

“Fate? If there is such a thing as fate, then it is your fate to

eyebrows. Her lips curved into a smirk as if mocking at my innocence. “I like your naivety and arrogance. But

I roared angrily. “You have done nothing but disrupt my life. It’s you

eyed me with fake pity. “Sylvia, don’t you understand? Everything was destined. You come from a long line of witches. Your existence is ominous. The people you love and the ones who love you are bound to leave you someday. Both of your parents are

word she said. “You are the one

Noreen gave me a sympathetic glance. “Sylvia, it’s useless. This is the fate of a black witch. It’s the price to pay for possessing such great power. There’s no other way to solve it unless you cut ties with him. If there was really a way out,

words, I couldn’t help raising my voice. “You are lying! There must

face. A hint of annoyance was very much evident in her expression. “Be it Olivia and me, we have never seen our fathers since we were born. They have all become the nourishment of the black thorn for falling in

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