The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Rufus' POV:

"Could something have gone wrong? What if the distress signals never reached the imperial capital city? The border is very far after all. It's possible," Flora asked, frowning in confusion. Geoffrey snorted. "What a convenient coincidence!"

"It just doesn't make sense. How could the royal family have ignored this?" Flora licked her chapped lips and murmured.

"You already know the answer. We only received one reply in the end. At the time, my father excitedly opened the envelope, his eyes filled with hope-only to read a cold message." He paused and slowly raised his head to look at me with a mocking smile. "Do you know what the message said? It said that this place was no longer under the jurisdiction of the werewolf race. Can you believe it?" He burst into bitter laughter.

"For so many years, we were shunned by the royal family-by our own race. Yet now, you have the audacity to come here and say you want to make our lives better? Such bullshit! What gave you the right? Is it just because you're from the imperial capital? Is it because you were born noble? You think you have the power to show up here out of nowhere and change things? Stop kidding yourself!"

While laughing, he suddenly coughed violently and spat out phlegm. "My father! He was exhausted to death. His health deteriorated. All for the sake of the pack-in order to resist the vampires! He died one day during a patrol near the wall."

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resentment and hatred towards me

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my head wryly. What I wanted to know now was whether my father really had done such a thing and whether

Geoffrey continued in a hoarse voice, "After I became the Alpha of this pack, I reached out to the vampires and we reached a mutually beneficial agreement with them, which brought stability to the pack. Now, our strength finally grew and our pack flourished. And only then did you suddenly remember us. But what's the difference for the werewolves here? We suffered for years. How could

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have hurt innocent werewolves." "They're not innocent! They're all willing to sacrifice themselves to the vampires," Geoffrey suddenly roared. He got up from the ground and walked to

lowered their heads, not daring to make a

with the injured shoulder stepped forward, accompanied by a crying

and said loudly, "We were never willing to do that. If you didn't threaten us with the lives of our