Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Chapter 1170 A Lion Tamer

Crystals POV:

The wire boy’s performance drew widespread applause. My fingers were tightly curled around the armrests of my seat and I was scared out of my wits. I instinctively turned to Rufus, who pressed his lips into a thin line and shot me a reassuring look.

I responded with a nod and turned my attention back to the stage.

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The armless boy walked on the wire and did a dangerously exciting somersault at one end before making his way back up the wire. When he returned behind the curtain, I realized that the back of my shirt was soaked in cold sweat.

After the boy walked off the stage, my anxiously racing pulse slowly calmed down. Although he had been the one performing, I felt as if I had walked the wire myself and my heart was still thudding with nerves.

The deafening applause around me made me feel uncomfortable, and I reflexively bent over.

stage, I could sense his fear while

eyes to watch the next few

with a lion. It was a strange combination, and the lion tamer didn’t have any crutches. After

the lion’s wide-open mouth,

from nearby people seemed to ignite the air, and a few cruel whistles rang out from

in my head, waiting for the lion tamer to pull his slender neck out of the lion’s mouth, but he

lion chomped down hard, and a few screams rang out, followed by a

next second, I would witness blood squirting across

on the side, reached up and patted the lion’s head. The lion’s nose twitched before it

lion tamer turned around and bowed to the audience below. Even the lion lifted its enormous paw to

released a weary sigh and vowed to myself to thoroughly

seat position and my superior werewolf vision, I could clearly observe the whip marks on