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?"

in suspense. He then pinched the slave's ass undisguisedly and said, "I also know her

venomous eyes swept over the slave's body. "Anyone who disobeys

in fear, not daring to raise her

about to walk past him, intending to leave with Flora and Warren, ready to use force if

the rush, Prince Rufus?" Geoffrey 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 and

very low voice. My patience was running thin, so

the bell tolled. Warren, who was walking beside me, looked at his watch and said, "It's five o'clock. We have to find Sylvia as

able to find her in time?" Geoffrey mimicked, in a voice dripping with sarcasm, "I'm afraid she'll already be dead by the time you get

around, and strode back to Geoffrey. I picked him up by his collar and said through gritted teeth, "If anything bad happens to her,

flicker of fear flashed in Geoffrey's eyes, his smile remained plastered on his face. He seemed to have made up

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

and I nearly killed

to find Sylvia first." Warren, the

blue veins stood out on my forehead. Sylvia was in danger all because of him, so how could I

is if he's dead,"