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!"

to me,

the hell is going on?" I

somewhere. We were caught completely off guard and

that I nearly beat the soldier on the spot. Squeezing my eyes shut and

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

my patience and kicked

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

a glimpse of a soldier trying to grab a boy, but the boy

was a complete

soldiers, who screamed in pain. From the corner of my eye, I could see that some private guards of Prince Rufus also joined the battle secretly and helped the

action myself. But when I

I realized that the werewolves from the other side

side of the wall with 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

stir. The parents roared and were about to rush past the gate to save

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