The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

The destination was very far away. According to the weather forecast, we would also experience heavy rains on the way, so it would take us about two days to arrive. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ Find ɴøᴠel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Unexpectedly, the weather was actually pretty good and we managed to arrive at the Red Maple Pack in the afternoon of the second day, which was ahead of time.

As soon as we got off the vehicle, we were all shocked by what we saw.

The whole place was a mess.

Hooligans squatted in the corners and stared at each passer-by like a predator to a prey.

When we walked by them, they even waved their daggers at us, indicating that they weren't afraid of people in military uniforms.

On top of that, there were also werewolves who lit up a fire on the street. An old man was getting burned in the fire. His body was already charred black and he couldn't scream anymore from the pain. If we had arrived any later, he would have died.

It was even worse to find out that it was the old man's own son who set him on fire. While his father burned, the son was laughing wildly.

we hadn't seen it with our own eyes, we would

twelve or thirteen years of age, who was getting

in his arms while the group of hooligans tried beating it out of him.

of the bullies, who had golden hair, obscenely threatened to make the boy get under

numb and accustomed to such

however, could not stand it and rushed over to kick one of

followed suit and

Harry seized the man with golden hair and warned, "If you move another inch, I'm

in his crotch, causing his face to twist in

other hooligans didn't seem to be afraid. Instead,

of them had gotten caught. They just threatened the boy one last time

boy, trying to help him up, but

in

was a piece of bread. That was what he had been protecting. The bread was already black and moldy all over.

ached for him. I fished out some biscuits from my pocket