The Lycan King's Fate Calling (Shawn Gibson and Sylvia) novel Chapter 603

Harry's POV:

"You are so smart, Harry," my wolf, Linka, praised me excitedly. In a very smug tone, he said, "My Harry can even perform a task as complex as cracking a password."

A grin split my face as I checked Joanna's phone.

Her social network account was nearly blank. The only post she had liked was about fighting skills.

I opened her contact list and found that it had only three contacts, one of which was me.

All of a sudden, I felt touched. I actually occupied a third of Joanna's world.

However, she had stored my name weirdly. It was just a string of messy numbers. Obviously, she had casually typed it in.

I changed it into 'handsome' without thinking.

Then I checked her photo album, the recycle bin, and the memos, but I didn't come across anything useful.

Just as I was about to give up, it struck me that there might be some useful information hidden in her search history.

Wanting to test my theory, I opened the app on her phone to sift through the search history, and I actually found a search record.

'What do I do when I discover that my mate is an

idiot?'

When I read the question Joanna had searched for, I was astonished. 'How could such a terrifying she-wolf have a mate? And her mate is an idiot?'

Oh my God! Who could be so unlucky to end up as the mate of a hellcat like Joanna? I believed that man was very unfortunate.

Even more important was the fact that the man was an idiot. It was hard to pick who was more ill-fated between Joanna and her mate.

I checked the time she had made the search. It was not very long ago. While we were running for our lives, she actually had the time to look up this question. It seemed like her stupid mate was really bothering her.

I couldn't stop the chuckle that escaped my lips when this thought ran through my head. I felt so happy.

This was her retribution for constantly bullying me.

Joanna and Sylvia hadn't come yet. I wandered around holding an iron rod and peered into the distance. My stomach churned with anxiety and I feared that something bad would befall them.

After a while, Sylvia showed up.

She rushed towards me, grabbed an unused can of gasoline, and darted away.

"John is waiting for us in the front. The vampires are gaining on us, and there are a lot of them. Help me pour the gasoline on the ground."

As soon as I heard this, I jumped into action. I got the gist of Sylvia's intention. She was going to blow this place up, blocking our pursuers.

After pouring the gasoline, she asked me for a lighter and tossed it toward the ground.

We made a dash for the intersection that led to the suburbs. With a loud bang, the gasoline station exploded behind us.

The fireball rose up high into the sky, and soon the air was filled with the smell of burning gas.

Our vampire pursuers had to stop now.