The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

All of us felt a little dispirited. Rufus walked in the front of the group and continued to lead us to the center of the city.

The closer we got to the center, the more dilapidated our surroundings became.

A flag of the empire was smeared with black paint and wrapped around a dog's head. Rows of dogs' heads with missing eyes had been mounted on spikes and placed on the outer wall of the city center. The restless breeze brought a strange pungent smell with it. This place looked like it was a paradise for criminals, and werewolves' lives seemed to have become the cheapest currency. Crimes were being committed constantly.

I used to think that I had experienced the darkest point of humanity, but looking at the degradation of this locality, I realized what I had been through was nothing. This place was like a bottomless hole, and no one knew how deep that hole was or what lay at its end.

As soon as we crossed the city center, we encountered the local army. The soldiers were chasing away the ordinary werewolves in the street with electric batons in their hands. Some older werewolves couldn't stand the electric shocks directed at them and fainted on the spot.

The werewolves shoved each other, screamed, and scattered in all directions.

Throughout our walk, Rufus had been in a bad mood. At this moment, I could sense that his rage had almost reached its breaking point.

"What the fuck is the difference between them and the hooligans?" Harry roared.

understand why the ordinary werewolves

were supposed to be civil servants and protect the citizens, but they were actually abusing their power and

the soldiers with a

you are the reinforcements from the imperial capital? Why... why have you arrived so

said in a low voice, "Where is

Rufus. The color drained completely from his face. He hurriedly dispatched a man to inform their Alpha. "This way, please. I'll take you to Alpha Geoffrey." The

intimidating demeanor made the soldier

you to get here so soon." The leader smiled awkwardly and tried to get

Harry snorted disdainfully.

I also wore matching stony expressions. We didn't respond to the soldier-in-charge. Layla, on the other hand, peppered the soldier with several questions from time to time. However, he was very cunning.

she got bored and fell

minutes. Finally, we arrived at a colossal wall that was about

wall in front of us. I looked around and realized that it

low door, that looked like it was constructed from a heavy metal, was present in the center of

guarding the door, and no civilians