The Lycan King's Fate Calling

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Warren quietly took the petition papers from my shaking hands.

He was like a stronghold as he stood in front of me, shielding me from those judgmental, disdainful gazes.

"You don't have to be afraid of Geoffrey, okay? We're here to protect you," Warren said firmly to the werewolves outside the wall.

"Yes! We represent the royal family. We're on your side," I added loudly.

But nothing we said worked. The crowd began to disperse, some of them even walked away directly.

In that moment, I felt completely and utterly powerless.

I couldn't control my emotions anymore and clenched my fists angrily. "Why? Why are you willing to be tortured by these people?"

A familiar voice answered me.

"You know nothing!"

face was covered with

know?" I glared back at him with my hands planted firmly on my

didn't have the patience to put up with his trickery anymore. I raised my voice and shouted, "Just spit it out! How will we understand if you won't tell us anything? You view us as bad people but

gritted teeth, he growled, "Do you really think that tearing this wall

wall up? You eat rubbish, sleep in the

turn red, but he was unable to retort. He simply glared at me like a ferocious

I felt powerless.

thick-skinned. They don't

no right to reduce them to wild animals!" I couldn't help but point a finger Geoffrey. "Do you really think they want to live like this? You've

I was an idiot. "Why are you so worked up?

You're nothing but a puppet who depends on vampires!" I bared my teeth at him ferociously. This devil had created a hell. If it were up to me, I'd have rushed to

down, Flora. They're leaving," Warren pulled my

cared about my lost

spirit fizzled