The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Warren's POV:

When the six of us broke into three groups, we each chose a path and continued exploring the forest.

Tom and I were in the same group but neither of us spoke a word. I was a withdrawn man, so talking didn't come naturally to me. But it was strange for Tom, a loud and lively student of Class A, to stay eerily silent.

He would only say a few words whenever we came across some wild animals.

At first, I didn't think it was that big of a deal. But when I spotted a familiar black tattoo on his arm, I felt that I had seen that pattern somewhere.

Tom seemed to have noticed that I was observing him. Without a word, he pulled down his sleeves and covered the black tattoo from my sight. Shortly after, it started raining-hard. It quickly became difficult to walk along the muddy mountain road. Just then, the ground began to shake violently.

"A wild elephant's passing nearby." Tom could tell only by the sound. I couldn't help but steal a glance at him in awe.

He smiled at me and continued to walk forward.

Tom had a distinct look. He had a large black mole on the corner of his forehead, and he was obviously fit. He had a tough look about him, but upon a closer look, there seemed to be a hint of tenderness in his eyes.

was stirring in my mind, but I still couldn't remember how I knew

couldn't help but ask

me for someone else. People say I have a common face." Tom didn't even look at

we couldn't see the bottom, only mist. The strong wind blowing up from the bottom of the cliff was so violent that it whipped at our clothes. And it was howling. We could barely hear each other over the sound

found steady footing then gestured at Tom, indicating for him to

the cornflower. Just then, the wind stopped howling. It was still raining, but the dark clouds in the sky parted slightly,

up at the sky,

and look for Sylvia and the others.

were turning around to leave, he suddenly exclaimed, "There it is!

whirled around in

crack under the

believe that Tom had

edge of the cliff and peered

more steps forward. It's to your right," Tom stood

a rugged ridge of sharp rocks. I looked around carefully but didn't see any crack like Tom had mentioned. When I was about to turn around, Tom walked to me. He put