Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 698

Sylvia’s POV:

I was so angry that I burst into maniac laughter. That was a foolish thing for Noreen to say.

I was to blame for the black thorn on Rufus’ back? Why didn’t she just tell me that I was the descendant of a witch? It was ridiculous, as if saying that a vampire would faint at the sight of b***d.

“What nonsense are you talking about? If you don’t want to tell me, just let me go,” I spurted out with a cold face.

Rufus must be very anxious when he knew that I was taken away. Damn it! Noreen was still messing with me!

“Didn’t you ask me why I had so many photos of your mother? Aren’t you curious why I have her necklace?” Noreen sauntered towards me, her slender shadow swaying on the wall.

Before I could respond, she continued, “I can tell you the answer now. Your mother was my biological sister.”

I blinked my eyes, thinking what I heard was wrong. Then, I turned my attention away from the wall and stared intently at Noreen, who was standing only five steps away from me. “Stop messing with me, Noreen. If you’re just bored, try casting a spell on someone else and mess with their mind. I don’t need this shit!”

Noreen burst into laughter and ignored the evident hint of sarcasm in my tone. “You can choose not to believe me, but your eyes will not deceive you.”

As she spoke, she raised her hand and took off her large hood, revealing a face strikingly similar to my mother’s in her youth. Anyone who saw it would think that they were indeed sisters.

I stared at her with my mouth agape in disbelief. “How… How could it be?”

My mother never mentioned that she had any sisters. If what Noreen was saying was true, then my mother was also a witch!

“It seems that you have got what I’m trying to say here. Yes, your mother and I are both witches, and you also shared the same bloodline with us.” Noreen’s grin was one of complete innocence. It was hard to believe that she was a vicious black witch because her face was as pure as the pristine snow on a mountain. It was desecrated to even look at her.

Her dark blue eyes were as bright as my mother’s. Her devilish grin and her icy tone contradicted her sweet demeanor and innocent appearance.

“I’m not lying, Sylvia. I won’t gain anything from it.”

My body shivered, and my voice trembled uncontrollably. “If I were a black witch, I would have felt something since I was a child.”

“That’s because Olivia has sealed the black witch bloodline on your body, at the cost of her own life.”

The blunt honesty of Noreen’s remarks stabbed into my chest and left me with dull pain in my heart.

Even though I wanted to doubt her, I also knew that it would do her no good to lie to me.

“What the hell is going on?”

My throat was dry and hoarse. When I looked at Noreen, I no longer had the courage to keep calling her a liar.

Noreen rubbed the curls on her chest, gracefully turned around, and sat down with ease. She had a devil-may-care look in that pair of beautiful eyes, my mother’s eyes. “Your mother is my half-sister and the disgrace of our entire family.”

She said it as nonchalantly as though discussing the weather. “She was a hybrid of a black witch and a dirty werewolf. But the witch bloodline in her body was suppressed by the werewolf bloodline. She was completely incapable of cultivating any witchcraft at all. That’s why she had been a target of bullying ever since she was a young girl. Only I would protect her.”