The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

The boy yelped in pain, but he did not give in. He struggled madly to pull away.

But I gripped his hair tightly and followed him into the hole in the wall. The others also followed suit.

When we all made it on the other side, the five of us easily subdued the boy.

The boy only came up to my shoulders. He gnashed his teeth and looked at me defiantly, like a wild cat. He was very fierce. "What do you want?"

"We should be asking you the same question! What do you want, kid?" Flora demanded with her hands planted firmly on her hips. She almost looked imposing.

The boy pursed his lips stubbornly, refusing to answer her question.

After thinking for a while, I loosened my grip on his clothes. "Don't worry. We don't work for Geoffrey. We're not here for you."

as if he was considering

Geoffrey's men, do you really think you'd be standing here safe and

to want to say something but stopped on a second

"Can you at least block the wall hole first? If the patrols finds out, I'm dead meat." "On it." Harry strode to the

down to help. Very soon, the wall was restored to

a sigh of relief. He looked around and finally relaxed

can't talk here. Come with

anything. We exchanged glances

led us through narrow, dirty alleys. The place reeked of rotten food, piss, and

at the stench. Flora, on the other hand, couldn't keep it in

too could barely stand it, despite having living in a dirty place like this one when I was a

smell of this place couldn't compare. It was on

I didn't

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