The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Geoffrey's POV:

I spent the entire day watering the flowers and plants in the garden without bothering about what was happening outside.

Just then, my subordinate came to report the situation in the city. I dusted off the mud from my hands and legs and stood up.

"So, how is it going?" I sat at the garden table, poured a cup of tea, and took a sip.

"Those two have enraged the crowd. People have attacked them on the street. They were conducting an online survey, but only a few were willing to cooperate. They had to go door-to-door but it clearly didn't end well." My subordinate reported what Flora and Warren were up to.

I snorted. "I knew it. They are just a bunch of naive children. They think this world is full of kindness and beauty. It's time to teach them a good lesson."

People living comfortable, extravagant lives inside the wall would never give up their luxury and happiness for insignificant people outside the wall. Being in power for all these years enabled me to understand the nature of the werewolves inside and outside the wall.

Rufus were oblivious to the significance of

be able to push over

It was simply impossible.

the

hesitated for a moment. After taking a deep breath, he said, "Prince Rufus has locked himself in his room

That's exactly

surprised in

years, I had been secretly watching the

greedy. I had used almost all the wealth I had got from the vampires to bribe

times. I wanted to rise above

the two candidates who

he wasn't smart enough to achieve much, let alone be the king. Prince Rufus, on the other hand, was a resourceful and capable lycan. He was the most eligible candidate to

wouldn't tolerate any injustice. I would never be able to rise to supremacy. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the