The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Geoffrey's POV:

Seeing all those children from the orphanage, I almost couldn't believe my eyes. "What's going on? Who let these kids out?"

A swarm of soldiers were chasing after the children. It was utter chaos.

Children's shouts echoed across the air as dust flew every which way. They were like cubs that had broken out of a cage, howling excitedly.

What a chaotic scene!

I didn't have time for this nonsense. I tried to swat the dust away from me and shouted angrily, "Who's in charge here?"

As soon as I finished speaking, I heard a burst of amused laughter amidst the clouds of dust. It was Flora, who was gloating.

I didn't have time the time to deal with her. Turning to my men, I barked orders at them to find out what happened.

"Sir!"

a soldier rushed to me, panting

hell is going

the orphanage escape through somewhere. We were caught completely off guard and these children

Squeezing my eyes shut and

don't know... There are too many of them, I wouldn't

fucking idiot!" I lost my patience and kicked him

out of our grasp no matter how hard we tried. The soldiers

grab a boy, but the boy scratched the soldier's armpit and cunningly

was a

the soldiers, who screamed in pain. From the corner of my eye, I

nearly sprang into action myself. But when I felt

realized that the werewolves from the other side of the wall had gathered

awe, hot tears in their eyes. I vaguely heard them muttering their own children's names. Suddenly, a shrill cry drew everyone's

expected, werewolves outside the wall began to stir. The parents roared

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