The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

The crematorium was very large inside. In order not to attract attention, Warren and I snuck into the employee's area and stole two uniforms, pretending to be staff.

We put on masks and sprayed disinfectant along the way to make it seem like we were working. Finally, we found the crematory building.

The building was built with its back toward the sun. As soon as we entered it, it instantly felt gloomy.

The entire first floor was just a waiting area. We went up to the second floor. The second floor was the place where the corpses were actually being processed. Countless iron beds were pushed into the crematory by the staff.

"You two are just in time. Come and help me for a bit!"

A man wearing the same uniform waved one hand at us, clutching his stomach.

Warren and I exchanged glances before walking over.

you need?" Warren

ate something bad. I need to go to the rest room. Please help me with these corpses."

a deep breath. "We got lucky. Let's hurry up to see if the boy is among the corpses here. It's not yet three o'clock. The child

these corpses came directly from hospitals, so the smell was not pungent anymore. While looking back at the door every

called Warren

were broken. The body was no longer in one piece. Bite marks were everywhere,

the boy had died only less than three hours ago," I said to Warren in a low voice. "But Rufus was already in the manor at that time. It

the corpse and analyzed in a low voice. "This was no simple death. It must

the corpse

his mask back on and wheeled the corpse

corner, and formed them into the shape of a corpse before

into the crematory. Just when I was about

poor child!" A she-wolf in her early thirties stumbled into

quietly." The man tugged