The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

With Flora's hand in mine, I quickly pulled her up so that she could climb the ladder as I wrapped another safety rope around her waist.

Below, the hyenas refused to give up on catching their prey. They scrambled to get on top of each other and jump up to the ladder.

Fortunately, the hyenas weren't mutated enough to jump that high.

I hung off one side of the ladder so that Flora and Warren could crawl into the helicopter first.

It began to rain again, which made the ladder more shaky and slippery. I tightened my grip on the bars, afraid of falling off. With the remaining strength in my body, I steadied my breath and climbed into the helicopter after my friends.

Once everyone was inside, I pulled the sliding door and closed it with a loud bang, shutting out the harsh wind.

Warren immediately passed out. He looked seriously injured. Flora was not in great condition either. She was still in shock from all that happened. Her face was covered up in mud and blood. One of her shoes was even missing.

From his seat, Rufus updated Blair and asked to arrange an emergency treatment room immediately.

I brought out a towel and gave it to Flora so that she could clean up a bit.

daze, she wiped absent-mindedly and couldn't help tearing up. "That was

felt sorry for my friend and gave her a hug. "I

"I don't know if

Warren? How did it get that bad for him?" I frowned as

little. She lightly crushed the water bottle in her hand as she recalled, "It was Tom. He

do that to Warren?

Warren was always a loner and seldom quarreled with others. Whenever he would be involved in some conflict, he just turned the other

not sure. We should ask Warren if he

and brought it up to Warren's lips, hoping he

came back with serious injuries as well and was sent to the hospital for treatment." Rufus

scoffed. "That's just karma

landed on the helicopter pad of the Royal

one with the most serious injuries, he was the one who was immediately wheeled into

room.

accompanied Flora to have her wounds treated as well. She was fortunate that the wounds and bruises were not serious, although she looked

we all came to the emergency

always been optimistic, but even she began to get anxious. In front of the treatment room, she crouched down and nervously combed through her

fine. He always is. He will

only made Flora more anxious. Burying her head in between her knees, she said with a muffled voice, "If he gets out of there alive, I promise to be a vegetarian for a