The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

Despite her blindness, Alva seemed to be very familiar with the place.

As she held my hand, she used her other hand to scale the walls of the building around her.

Soon, we arrived at the back door of the orphanage.

This door was more worn out than the front door. Although it was made of stone bricks, it was still dusty and had a lot of things piled up against it.

Alva easily walked past the piles and forged on ahead. Along the path, I noticed many old facilities for children's amusement. Further down the road, we even passed by an abandoned children's park. It looked like it was built in the early days of the orphanage.

Just as I was wondering how Felix could manage to get to the children's park without going through the back door, I noticed another path that was directly connected to the huge wall.

wonder Felix had never been

you been staying here, Alva?"

don't know. I've been here

ask a little girl this sensitive question immediately, but this was the only way I could

seem to get affected by the question as much. She replied innocently, "I

about her parents anymore, so I moved

Felix probably didn't want to tell her much and had to lie that the outside world

west of the children's park, its back facing the orphanage. The entrance was covered with thick vines, perfectly concealing

nine o'clock, we are required to go to bed. But when the lights are off and everyone is sleeping, I sneak out and wait

I followed her in.

a dozen werewolves inside. Alva and Felix were young and small. This space was more than enough for them. Alva knew where the area was clean enough to sit. She then rummaged through a pile of things on the side and showed them off. "Young lady,

gifts with

from outside the wall. There was a broken music box, some glass marbles that were scratched up,