The Lycan King's Fate Calling (Shawn Gibson and Sylvia)

Chapter 276 A Misunderstanding

Shawn's POV:

The military parade was only held once every four years, so I didn't want to miss it. My people and I even went to the imperial capital one day earlier.

As soon as we arrived at the palace that the lycan king had arranged for us, I heard from my men that Sylvia and Prince Rufus were being hunted down.

This piece of news made me snicker gloatingly.

Sylvia was a bitch. Anyone who got involved with her would be in trouble. It didn't even take long for her to turn the superior Prince Rufus into a wanted criminal. Sylvia's bad luck was contagious.

I was in a good mood, so I asked two of my men to go out with me to experience the hospitality of the imperial capital and have some fun by the way.

But I didn't expect that today would be my lucky day. As soon as we passed an alley, I saw a suspicious figure wrapped in a hooded cloak. Although she had her back on me, I felt a very strong sense of familiarity.

I couldn't see her face, but my intuition told me that she was Sylvia.

However, I wasn't one hundred percent sure. After all, there were too many werewolves on the street and the figure was so far away that I couldn't smell her clearly.

I tried calling out Sylvia's name. I saw the figure slightly turned her head and looked in my direction. But she immediately tightened the hood of her cloak and hurriedly ran away.

This made me even more certain that she was Sylvia. Although I just vaguely saw her side face, her temperament was too special not to be recognized. Sylvia's movements were especially charming,

even just a simple turn of her head.

"Hey, the she-wolf you are looking for is right in front of you. Hurry! Follow her!" I immediately shouted and signaled the patrolling soldiers to chase after Sylvia.

I got so excited at once. It had been a while since the last time I found something this interesting. I must humiliate her when I caught up with her later.

It seemed that Sylvia didn't look well. If she was willing to give up her dignity and beg me, maybe I could consider making her my mistress.

Sylvia ran very fast, nimbly scurrying in the crowd.

I tried my best to catch up with her, but it was very difficult to keep up with her speed. Even the brigade of soldiers chasing her had already been left far behind.

Damn! She had only been staying in the imperial capital for a few months. How could her speed dramatically improve? When Sylvia's figure suddenly disappeared at a corner, I frantically sped up to catch up with her.

When I turned at the corner, I saw a dead end.

Sylvia was struggling to climb the wall with her back to me.

God was really on my side.

I rushed over and grabbed her cloak to pull her off the wall. Then I threw her to the ground. "You're trying to run away, huh! Sylvia, you won't get away this time."

"Ouch! You're crazy!"

It was an unfamiliar voice that answered me.

I thought I heard it wrong, so I hesitated for a moment. Then I pulled off her hood.

Under the hood was not Sylvia but a she-wolf I had never seen before. Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

The she-wolf stood up from the ground angrily and yelled at me. "Who the hell are you? And why did you attack me, jerk?!"

I was dumbfounded. Who was this she-wolf? Where was Sylvia? I saw her turn to this corner just now.

I wasn't convinced. I stretched out my hand and pulled the she-wolf s face, suspecting that it was fake.

The she-wolf cried out in pain and slapped my hand away. "Let go of me! If you don't stop, I'll definitely teach you a good lesson, one that you'll never forget. You're a lunatic!"

Could a mask be so realistic nowadays? I reached out again and pulled her hair, trying to see if she was wearing a wig.

"What are you trying to do to my mate?"

At this moment, a tall man suddenly appeared. With a cold expression on his face, he grabbed my hand and pressed me against the wall.

"Warren! Thank God you are here," exclaimed the she-wolf.

The man named Warren let go of my hand and kicked me aside. When he turned to look at the she- wolf, his expression softened at once. "Flora, come to me."

The she-wolf immediately threw herself into the man's arms and complained aggrievedly, "That bastard is a pervert. Hetouchedmybuttjustnow." "You're lying! When did I touch your butt?" I shouted

frantically.

Although I liked group sex, I was not interested in a shriveled she-wolf like her. She couldn't arouse my sexual desire at all.