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.

need?" Warren

to the rest room. Please help me with these corpses." Without waiting for a response, the man took off

boy is among the corpses here. It's not yet three o'clock. The child shouldn't have

at the door every now and then,

I called Warren in

stained with blood and his limbs were broken. The body was no longer in one piece. Bite marks were everywhere, and on it

said to Warren in a low voice. "But Rufus was already in the

corpse and analyzed in a low voice. "This was no simple death. It must have something to do with his family." "I think so

some discussion, Warren and I decided to steal the corpse first. Warren would have an autopsy conducted

Warren put his mask back

picked up some sandbags from a corner, and formed them into the

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

A she-wolf in her early thirties stumbled into the crematory,

let our child leave quietly." The man tugged on the