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 been

when have you been staying here, Alva?" I asked

for a moment and thought. "I don't know. I've been here for as long as I can

I did not want to ask a little girl this sensitive question immediately, but this was the only way I could

much. She replied innocently, "I don't know. I only have

couldn't bear to ask about her parents anymore, so I moved on and asked about Felix

whereabouts. Felix probably didn't want to tell

us to a hidden air-raid shelter. The shelter was located to the west of the children's park, its back

are required to go to bed. But when the lights are off and everyone is sleeping, I sneak out and wait for my brother here." Alva skillfully crawled past

I followed her in.

was not that big, but it was probably enough to accommodate about a dozen werewolves inside. Alva and Felix were young and small. This space was more than enough for them. Alva knew where

touched her gifts with

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