Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight

Chapter 790 A Swaggering Villain

Sylvia’s POV:

The pain in my chest made it difficult for me to breathe. I trembled and tried to keep myself awake. But the cold seeped through my b*ody. Every time I breathed, it triggered a chain reaction in my b*ody, making it even more painful and unbearable.

Not far away, the sold*iers seized Blair and tied his hands up. I could hear him calling my name, trying to keep me conscious.

I wanted to smile at him to show that I was fine, but I couldn’t move any muscle. Blair looked terrified and anxious, so I knew my face must be very pale now.

But I didn’t have the strength to comfort him anymore.

At this time, a blaring applause erupted in the hall. Shawn raised his chin and walked up to me triumphantly. As he tramped on the concrete floor, his leather shoes gleamed. His every stride revealed that he was ecstatic and over the moon. I believed that he hadn’t been in such a great mood in a long time.

happiness had always been dependent on other people’s suffering, especially mine; and he

noticed his smug smirk. Immediately, a tinge of sadness rose in my heart. I could already imagine the future of this pack. As the Alpha, Shawn was cunning, despicable, and short-sighted. He would never bring peace and prosperity to the pack. It

help coughing. My wound stung so much that I almost passed

done. I will forgive you and restore your identity

she expressed, “Thank you, Alpha. You are such a wise

a smirk on her lips and mocked, “You are still as foolish

“I was indeed too naive. I’ve forgotten that

Cherry roared, her eyes were bulging

shrieking harshly, I frowned and stretched out a bloody palm to rub my ear. Cherry was still the same as before. She scowled and wailed like a mad dog whenever

Shawn could not tolerate her irritating screams, so he motioned for her to quiet

up through the fissure on the ground, thinking about Rufus. Although I’d heard from the sold*ier that he had arrived at the Black Moon Pack, I had no idea exactly where he was right now. He must be very angry—so angry that he wanted to burn this whole place to

fingers, and lifted my chin frivolously. “What a pity. You are such a pretty woman. If

him in disgust and

when you are weak and frail. Sylvia, you are born to be trampled under my feet