The Lycan King's Fate Calling (Shawn Gibson and Sylvia) novel Chapter 787

Shawn's POV:

Sylvia's refusal ignited the anger in my heart. Looking at her cold face, I couldn't help saying something vicious, which I immediately regretted.

Now, Sylvia's eyes were filled with murderous intent, terrifying me to my core.

"Say it again," Sylvia said coldly, her face expressionless and her eyes burning with rage.

The guests around had their eyes on me. I shrank my neck subconsciously and stammered, "I... I didn't say anything wrong. You came back dejectedly this time because Prince Rufus had abandoned you. Just like your mother. She left the pack and returned pregnant with a bastard. Like mother, like daughter. You should be grateful that I'm even willing to take you in after all that."

After hearing that, Sylvia grinned viciously and threw a punch at me.

I was hit so hard that I staggered back. The huge impact rendered half of my face numb.

She didn't even give me a chance to respond before pressing her knees against me and punching me with all her might.

Because of the pain, I struggled hard, kicking my legs like crazy. I wanted to take advantage of my height in fighting her.

But Sylvia was a force to be reckoned with, and

I was no match for her.

She soon knocked off my teeth, leaving my mouth covered in blood and me unable to speak.

"Help... help..." I wailed and pleaded for help from everyone around me.

I sobbed and gasped for air. As soon as I opened my mouth, I felt the burning pain coming up from my throat. "Sylvia, you'll regret what you did to me today."

Despite my threat, Sylvia just sneered and fixed her stunning gaze on me. Her rosy lips curved into a smile as she expressed, "Shawn, the only thing I regret in my life is knowing you and letting you trample on me for a decade. Now that I'm finally out of that misery, do you think you can just drag me back as you please?"

When I stared at her face, I couldn't help trembling in fear. "What... What happened in the past is my fault..."

"Shut up!" Sylvia refused to listen to me. She released her hold on my head and tossed me to the side before turning to leave the dining hall.

My mouth was filled with the stench of blood. Drops of cold sweat trickled down into my eyes, and the stinging pain made me shut my eyes. I pressed my forehead against the floor and took a deep breath. I was in no way reconciled, but there was nothing I could do.

At this time, a soldier rushed inside in panic and shouted, "Prince Rufus has led a sizable group of people to surround our pack!"