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.

Felix had never

you been staying here, Alva?" I asked

for a moment and thought. "I don't know.

to ask a little girl this

didn't seem to get affected by the question as much. She replied innocently, "I don't

her parents anymore, so I moved

to know much about her brother's whereabouts. Felix probably didn't

of the children's park, its back facing the orphanage.

everyone is sleeping, I sneak out and

I followed her in.

accommodate about 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

gently touched her gifts with pity in my

was a broken music