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 blood, and

firmly on my hips. Felix had

didn't have the patience to put up with his trickery anymore. I raised my voice and shouted, "Just spit it out! How will

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

up? You eat rubbish, sleep in the sewers, and

turn red, but he was unable to retort. He simply glared

I felt powerless.

you? Don't be so naive. These werewolves have grown thick-skinned. They don't

have 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 brainwashed them into acting

though I was an idiot. "Why are you so

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

leaving," Warren pulled my hand and

seemed nobody cared

fighting spirit fizzled out