The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

I almost couldn't believe my ears when Ethan said he'd give me a chance to investigate the matter of Rufus being framed. Stuck in a trance, it wasn't until Flora gently tugged at my sleeve that I realized that Ethan had already left the hall.

"Come on, Sylvia. Let's get out of here."

"Okay."

I quickly headed towards the exit along with Flora and the others. However, as soon as we reached the door, Warren's father stopped us.

"Warren, come here right now!" the middle-aged werewolf barked, his voice trembling with rage.

Warren stopped abruptly in his tracks. His eyes swept towards the angry-looking werewolf and a trace of fear flashed on his face. Glancing at us briefly, he turned around promptly and walked towards his father.

"Oh, my God! His dad's terrifying!" Flora murmured anxiously, hiding behind me.

but feel sorry for Warren. His father looked incredibly strict and must've been very difficult to

and snorted impatiently. Just as she opened her mouth to give

us with his back to the approaching werewolf, was blissfully unaware of what was coming. He yammered on endlessly, his voice echoing

meaningfully. But he didn't seem to

just how caring he is later. He may seem fierce in public just now, but that was all

he would

by his shoulder and yanked him backward. Harry lost

hell?! How dare you-" Just as Harry looked up at the perpetrator to threaten him, all the color drained from his face.

like a puppy with its tail between its legs. Flora's body trembled violently as she tried so hard to stifle her laughter. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ

to burst into tears or giggles, wondering if I should stop the father-son duo

Warren's father who was standing

only Harry, but also Flora and I were stunned

panic, as if

and take your friends somewhere nice.