Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight

Chapter 751 Inheritance Book

Sylvia’s POV:

Murray paused, causing the crystal ball in his hand to stop spinning. “Are you telling the truth?”

“Of course, I am. If you still think I’m lying, you can cast a curse on me that from now on every pack of Ramen I buy will come with no flavor packets.”

Murray was rendered speechless and went silent for a while. Eventually, he put the crystal ball back in its proper place.

“Since you said you got the bug by accident, I want you to tell me exactly how you got it.”

I fought the urge to gr0@n in exasperation when I heard him say that. He was such a cunning old man! I could tell that he was still testing me. One wrong word and I would be doomed.

I cleared my throat and sat on the chair as I said, “A long time ago…”

to the chase,” he impatiently

fixated his gaze on me as he sat across

“I’m actually an orphan. I’m a hybrid black witch—the lowest existence among black witches. That’s why

been so heartless. There is only a small population of black witches, but they’re still so obsessed with

it’s because they believe purer blood means purer power?” I asked in an audible

about? Why do you need the power anyway? I mean, what else can you black witches do except curse others?” Murray retorted. He was unconvinced. He

at that point, so I had no choice but to agree with him. I complimented him on his excellent

smooth talk. Just tell

think you can guess what happened after that. Being a hybrid has never been easy. I wanted to learn witchcraft for black witches, but no one was willing to teach me. Because of that, I couldn’t live with the black witches anymore, so I left. That was when I met my mate—a powerful, rich man from the royal family. He’s a good man. He was willing to pay a lot of money just to let me learn witchcraft. He even bought me ancient books at a high price, but

real gentleman, and he has done so much for a hybrid like me. I just want to learn witchcraft so I

slid down my cheeks as

he said,

my tears and nodded.

bug anymore. I was afraid that it would

their own inheritance books to record their lifetime research and give them to the next generation. Black witches are no exception. I’m sure your mother also