The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Flora's POV:

Geoffrey's shamelessness really crossed the line.

I wrinkled my nose in disgust. "Shouldn't a leader have a conscience? Not only do you use werewolves' lives as a bargaining chip, but you've also made your pack a living hell. You make me sick."

"Little girl, there's no need to get so worked up." Geoffrey shrugged off what I said without batting an eyelash. He shrugged, as though he was helpless. "You're too young. If it weren't for this wall, the vampires would have already invaded the city. Besides, the werewolves outside the wall are all weak. It's simply survival of the fittest. It's better for them to die than to live and waste air and resources."

"What the fuck are you talking about, old man?" Angry beyond belief, I turned to the trembling Felix and couldn't help but yell at him. "Don't you have anything to say for yourself?"

Felix looked terrified. He squatted on the ground and hugged his knees tightly, rocking back and forth. In that moment, it was as though he really was useless rubbish, just as Geoffrey had said. I rushed over and pulled Felix to his feet. "Say something! What are you so afraid of? You were so talkative before! Why won't you say anything now?"

felt as weightless as a ragdoll when I pulled

I had been so angry in

Felix showed us his sewer home, I was under the impression that he was a tough boy. Little did

from the boy,

turning around. I didn't want to talk to

matter. Why don't you all go

where Sylvia is first." I couldn't go back like this. A shameless werewolf like Geoffrey might stir up trouble

worry. Miss Todd is safe now, I

his bargaining chip, he acted very calmly. "By the way, I hope you can keep your

your head to pieces! Shame on you, you scumbag!" As I spoke, I rushed towards him. I was blinded by anger. At the thought that Sylvia might be injured and locked up in a dungeon, I couldn't help myself. "Fight me if you

With an unusually calm expression on his face, he said, "Let's go back