The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Rufus' POV:

I was standing in front of the wall, clenching my fists anxiously.

I had no idea what sort of danger Sylvia faced outside the wall. While I wanted to go help her as soon as possible, the damned Geoffrey got in my way.

The growing anxiety in my heart made me want to kill him on the spot.

Geoffrey strode up to me and laughed like a madman. "I knew the second Sylvia and her rats found the hole in the wall."

From this, I immediately understood that he had spies on the other side of the wall. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

But I wasn't surprised. Geoffrey was a cunning man who held a high position. It was to be expected for him to have spies planted everywhere.

Although it seemed that Geoffrey had given up on the werewolves on the other side of the wall, the fact was that they were integral to his rule, so he couldn't completely ignore them.

"How cunning of you," I sneered. Then, my eyes fell on the vampire slave. "What about her?"

Geoffrey paused deliberately, trying to keep me in suspense. He then pinched the slave's ass undisguisedly and said, "I also

over the slave's body. "Anyone who disobeys me will be

not daring to

about to walk past him,

blocked my way with his broad body and didn't let me leave. "The sun hasn't risen yet and it's cold. Why don't you just go back

my way," I said in a very low voice. My patience was

at his watch and said, "It's five o'clock. We

Are you sure you'll be able to find her in time?" Geoffrey mimicked, in a voice dripping with sarcasm, "I'm

and said through gritted teeth, "If anything bad happens to her, I'll tear you to shreds myself and

eyes, his smile remained plastered on his face. He seemed to have made up his mind to

as I achieve my goal, it's okay." "So be it. I hope you won't regret it." I looked at him sharply and tightened my grip on his collar. Geoffrey's face slowly turned a purplish red, but his smile remained the same. His provocative eyes seemed to tell me that even

anger surged violently and I nearly killed him right

to find Sylvia first." Warren, the voice of reason,

on my forehead. Sylvia was

is if he's dead," Warren