The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Maya's POV:

At the center of the city stood a gigantic statue. It didn't only serve as the landmark of the empire, but it had also witnessed the ups and downs of the empire and the successions of countless kings to the throne. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

The soldiers' parade, held every four years, was the prelude to tomorrow's military parade. It was also a celebration for the entire nation. The whole street was already jam-packed with werewolves. Everyone was dressed in all kinds of grand costumes and hats of various colors to celebrate the event.

I stood in the crowd, looking at Prince Rufus on the high platform. I felt very proud.

In my eyes, he deserved all the glory and praises in the world. Although there were rumors that he was cruel and cold-blooded, I knew very well that he was actually a warm-hearted lycan. In fact, I owed my life to him. If it weren't for him, I might have been dead long ago.

When I first entered the palace as a maid, I was often alienated and isolated because of my inferior position. Once, I was framed and accused of stealing and was almost beaten to death by an older maid. That time, Prince Rufus accidentally passed by and rescued me.

I was one of the few people

filled with fragrant flowers stopped in

flower bouquet that was almost double his size and held it with his chubby hands. His round face was

seemed that the boy got tired. He suddenly put down the bouquet, which frightened the staff beside him.

to get some candies from them. His mood lightened up at once, and he picked up the bouquet again. This time, his

was a rare sight. All the reporters present quickly pressed the shutter of their cameras, trying to capture such a rare

Rufus. He was

that she was a reporter. "No, thank you. I'm just moved by the scene just now. Our Prince Rufus is

now." The she -wolf raised her camera and aimed it at Prince Rufus again.