Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 599
Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince
Sylviaâs POV:
I couldnât struggle or break free from the grip. The one behind me was clinging to me with all their weight. My skin broke into goosebumps as the personâs smooth, icy skin touched mine.
âSweetheart, itâs not good to run around this way.â
The hoarse voice of a woman rang in my ears.
Hearing that, I broke into a cold sweat.
I clenched my fists, trying to remain calm. âAre you Noreen?â
The woman responded with maniacal laughter. She neither denied it nor gave me a direct answer.
However, I wasnât willing to give up. âWhy do you have my motherâs photos? And what about the pendant?â
The woman didnât answer my question. Instead, she called my motherâs name in a strange tone that sounded sweet and intimate, which only seemed to increase my suspicion.
âIs she probably my motherâs sister?â
âWhy are you silent? Tell me!â I wasnât in the mood for her silly games, so I demanded to hear the truth.
The woman laughed again. âSince Olivia hasnât told you anything, I guess itâs still not the time for you to hear the truth.â
Her words infuriated me. The woman had been mysterious right from the beginning and testing my patience.
Judging from her attitude, I could tell she wasnât going to tell me anything.
Therefore, I decided to ask her about the blackthorn pattern I had seen in the book. âCan you tell me about this? You wanted me to see this, didnât you? Are you trying to remind me of something?â
The woman remained silent for a while and suddenly burst out laughing. âNo wonder you are Oliviaâs daughter. You are as smart as her.â
Then, her laughter ceased abruptly. âWhat do you want to know? Tell me,â she asked solemnly.
âIs that thing on Rufusâ back the blackthorns? Did you do it?â I asked. Bile rose in my throat as I recalled the dream where I saw Rufus ensnared by the blackthorns. I realized it was perhaps this evil witchâs trick.
I heard her sigh as she gently stroked my neck. âDonât be anxious, Sylvia. Everything will be the same as you saw. Your dream will come true. What you believe is real.â
Her words enraged me even though I couldnât understand what she meant.
âMy dream would come true? Does she mean Rufus would die?â
âNonsense!â I struggled to escape her hold. âWhat on earth do you want to do?â
The woman loosened her grip on my shoulders and continued to hum without answering my questions.
I quickly turned around in a desperate attempt to see her face.
But all I could see was a figure in a black cloak retreating swiftly.
I tried to catch up with her but couldnât.
The stone chamber turned into an endless path. It looked like the figure in the black cloak was mocking me, since every time I was about to catch up with her, she suddenly stepped back, maintaining a safe distance from me.
All of a sudden, the wind stopped. The figure in the black cloak teleported to behind me and gently patted my shoulder. She let out a weary sigh as if she was tired of playing this cat-and-mouse game with me.
âItâs time to say goodbye.â
âHow can I remove that thing on Rufusâ back?â I asked anxiously.
Just then, I heard faint laughter. âYou already have everything you need to remove the curse.â
As soon as she said that, the black mist grew thicker, and darkness consumed me. I couldnât see anything. The dangerous aura soon disappeared altogether with the stone chamber.
All I could hear was the sound of my heavy breathing.