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!"

rushed to

hell is going

caught completely off guard and these children took it as an opportunity to flee,"

Squeezing my eyes shut and taking a deep breath, I asked through gritted teeth, "Who let

too many of them, I wouldn't

kicked him aside.

fish, slipping out of our grasp no matter how hard we tried. The soldiers obviously had no idea where

grab a boy, but

place was

my eye, I could see that some private guards

was so anxious that I nearly sprang into action myself. But when I felt how tight my suit was,

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 attention. A soldier had yanked a child's arm rudely, dragging him across the ground like a sack of garbage. Damn

outside the wall began to stir. The parents roared and

more werewolves