When I saw him that way, I got so anxious that I shook him violently while shouting, “Edwin! Wake up! Focus!”
To my surprise, Edwin didn’t response to my words. Instead, he slashed me with his sword.
Although I tried to push him away instantly, I was still cut by his sword.
I ignored the cut on my arm and started pulling the soldiers who were still sober to leave the place.
However, it was already too late. Most of the soldiers had been affected by the mysterious smoke and began to attack each other.
The situation became serious. If it went on like this, there was no doubt that everyone would die here.
Later, the smoke became thicker and thicker, making us hard to see each other.
I couldn’t kill the soldiers, so I just tried my best to dodge their attacks. I had no idea where Edwin was, and the whole place was in chaos.
Sylvia’s POV
I felt groggy as I slowly regained consciousness.
I wiggled my fingers feebly, feeling as if I were lying on a big soft bed.
I had a splitting headache and my brain seemed to be covered in cobwebs.
When I came to my senses completely, I saw that I was really lying on a big bed.
My surroundings were bright, and dazzling sunlight streamed into the room. I shut my eyes, feeling quite uncomfortable.
Still in a daze, my body was feverish. The room was eerily quiet. Every time I drew a breath, I felt as if my internal organs were being ripped apart.
When I opened my eyes again, I spotted a she-wolf sitting next to me. She was sponging my face to help bring my body temperature down.
The bright light disappeared and my vision cleared up. The gentle face of the she-wolf dug up the woman who had been buried deep in my memories.
“Mom?” I blurted out in a scratchy voice.
The she-wolf gave me a gentle smile and withdrew her hand, as if she was about to leave.
I acted quickly and grabbed her hand excitedly. “Mom!”
But the next second, my surroundings turned dark. The she-wolf in front of my eyes transformed into Noreen in her black cloak. Her face was shrouded from my view.
A sharp pain lanced through my temple, and my head felt heavy. I shook Noreen’s hand off and exclaimed, “It’s you!”
Noreen didn’t reply. She folded her handkerchief and placed it on the table.
I instantly jumped out of the bed.
I didn’t know where my shoes were, nor did I care at the moment. My bare feet hit the cold tiles and I rushed forward like a headless chicken. Although I didn’t know the location of the room’s exit, the cold emanating from Noreen made me want to get away from her instinctively.
Suddenly, the sound of a match striking sandpaper came from behind me. Noreen lit the only white candle in the room.
The dark room was illuminated again. I looked back warily and realized that I was standing in the middle of the room, while Noreen was lounging leisurely against the bed.
“What do you want from me?”
Noreen whirled around when she heard my question. Her oversized cloak trailed behind her like a curtain as she walked. Her voice was flat, and she was behaving as if I was simply her guest.
“Don’t be so nervous. I’ve only brought you here to reveal the truth.”
“There’s no need for that,” I interrupted her frostily. I wasn’t interested in any truth she had to tell me.
Noreen chuckled. “You came all the way from the capital city to this pack looking for me. Now I can tell you anything you want to know.”
I pursed my lips and pondered for a while. Not expecting much of an answer, I asked her, “Can you tell me how to get rid of the black thorn of Rufus’ back? I’ve read about it from that book in your lab, but the page was incomplete.”
Noreen drawled in a pointed voice, “Black thorn? I will have to think about that for a minute. I’m getting old and my brain doesn’t work as fast as it used to.”
I was a little annoyed. Judging from her attitude, I had a feeling that she was just making a fool of me.
“How can you forget the curse you created?”
Noreen giggled, and asked in a louder voice with a devilish smile, “How do you know that I invented the curse?”
I was beginning to lose my temper. Noreen was skilled at playing dumb and being evasive. She was a cunning old fox.
“Can you at least tell me why you cursed Rufus then?”
Noreen clicked her tongue and sighed sympathetically. “I didn’t curse Rufus. The black thorn on his back is solely your fault.”
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 blood.
“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.”
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