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!"

was covered with blood, and his big, bright eyes glared at

I know?" I glared back at him with my hands planted firmly on my hips. Felix had been playing us like

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

you really think that tearing this wall down is good for

keeping this wall up? You eat rubbish, sleep in the sewers, and are hunted by vampires once a month. Is this the life you

unable to retort. He simply

I felt powerless.

they would thank you? Don't be so naive. These werewolves have grown thick-skinned.

become like this! You 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 like sheep! You are such a despicable

though I was an idiot. "Why are you so worked up? Is it because you've

bared my teeth at him ferociously. This devil

my hand and gestured at the

nobody cared

fighting spirit