The Lycan King's Fate Calling novel Chapter 806

Rufus' POV:

Blair was also terrified of Noreen. When he realized that she had probably come to Sylvia again, he finally stopped joking and told me everything Sylvia had done.

If I looked things from Sylvia's point of view, her behavior was actually quite understandable.

She had gone to the black market to find someone powerful to learn more about witchcraft, and then returned to her pack to obtain her late mother's inheritance. All these incidents were based on the fact that she wanted to awaken her power as a witch after learning that her mother was once a witch. I could totally understand that.

What puzzled me was that she seemed to be in a rush to finish these tasks, and she hid it all from me.

"I don't know why she is keeping it from you. Maybe she is afraid that you won't like it." Blair's lips quirked up and he laughed gloatingly.

"Shut up!" I didn't want to be in his presence anymore, so I turned around, ready to leave.

"Wait, I'm not done yet!" Blair yelled to stop me.

I froze in my tracks and waited for him to finish. He approached me and seriously said, "Even though Sylvia has come to me for help, I can sense that she has concealed a lot of information from me as well. Besides, when we left the imperial palace back then, I had this feeling that she really didn't intend to return, so you should be more careful."

I pressed my lips into a thin line and said in a frosty voice, "I will definitely keep an eye on my mate. You don't need to concern yourself about it."

After saying these parting words, I walked straight out of the dungeon. I was certain that Blair was sick.

I didn't know if he even noticed it, but when he had mentioned Sylvia's name, a black bug had skittered across his eyeball. It must have something to do with Noreen's curse. But he definitely had a crush on Sylvia for a long time and at a point, wanted to win her heart.

Damn it, Blair! It seemed that he didn't care about our friendship anymore.

Feeling irritated, I took out a cigarette and lit it.

A tapping sound on glass came from behind me. Blair was frantically knocking on the small window on the iron door.