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.

do you need?" Warren

something bad. I need to go to the rest room. Please help me with these corpses." Without waiting for a response, the man took off in

my face, I took a deep breath. "We got lucky. Let's hurry up to see if the boy is among the corpses here. It's not

looking back at the door every now and then,

I called Warren in

to check the boy's dead body with me. The boy's body was stained with blood and his limbs were broken. The body was no longer in one piece. Bite marks were everywhere, and on it was some brown wolf fur. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the Find_Nøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to

than three hours ago," I said to Warren in a low

in a low voice. "This was no simple death. It must have something to do

decided to steal the corpse first. Warren

put his mask back on and wheeled

formed them into

crematory. Just when I was about to cremate the fake corpse, a shrill cry

poor child!" A she-wolf in her early thirties stumbled into the crematory, followed

leave quietly." The man tugged