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,

the hell is going

off

the soldier on the spot. Squeezing my eyes shut and

don't know... There are too many of them, I wouldn't be able to recognize

idiot!" I lost my patience and kicked him

soldiers tried to regroup, but the children were like fish, slipping out of our grasp

a glimpse of a soldier trying to grab a boy, but the boy scratched the soldier's armpit and cunningly twisted his

was a

gall to bite the soldiers, who screamed in pain. From the corner of my eye, I could see that

action myself. But when I felt how tight

I realized that the werewolves from the other

in their eyes. I vaguely heard them muttering their own children's names. Suddenly, a shrill cry drew everyone's attention. A soldier had yanked a child's arm rudely, dragging him across the ground

roared and were about to rush past the gate to

and more werewolves followed