Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight

Chapter 1060 A Dead Man

Crystal’s POV:

“What’s the matter?” Sorrell’s face remained devoid of any color. Beneath him, his foot was completely impaled by the letter opener, but there was no blood. Not even a single drop.

I said nothing more. I merely took a couple of steps forward and braced myself. When I was sure that he was distracted, I lunged at him.

Sorrell was slow to react. He managed to dodge my attack at the last minute, but his movements were stiff. I chased after him and landed a kick on his knees. He crumpled to the ground, and the cracking sound of broken bones filled the room. It wasn’t until I had pinned him down that I noticed Sorell’s b*ody was stone-cold. He was cold all over.

me. He simply slumped there, his head hung low, as if he were

letter opener from his foot. Neither the blade nor the wound was stained with blood. I pried

was a

me, asking repeatedly what was happening and what was

I dropped the letter opener and scrambled off the b*ody. Only the black witches and the vampires had the ability to control the dead. Noreen was gone, and most of the black witches who were still alive had retreated from the world. That only left the vampires. If Sorrell had been dead for some time, that would explain how the report about their pack being attacked was fabricated. The vampires simply wanted to lure

rushed through my veins. I needed to find him as soon as possible. I was

about to

In the next second, the corpse exploded, sending pieces of rotting flesh all over the room. The

then, I heard a loud thud from above. I turned into a wolf and crashed through the window. I leaped out into the terrace and onto the roof. As expected, I found a vampire peeping through the ceiling with some kind of

whirled toward me and bared his fangs.