The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

Geoffrey didn't look surprised when I showed up. He glanced at the werewolves from outside the wall in disgust. "I just did what I had to do."

"Then what's the difference between what you're doing now and what the royal family did to you? For the sake of your own interests and the welfare of most werewolves here, you gave up your compatriots outside the wall," I pointed out loudly, gesturing at the bloody mess here. "Look at all of these dead bodies as a result of the chaos. Look at the children who have lost their loved ones and are crying bitterly for their parents. What's the difference between them and you in the past?"

"This is different! They're so lowly and don't deserve to live!" Geoffrey glared at me fiercely. "Don't you dare stand there and make claims about something that has nothing to do with you. Do you think you can tell me what to do? You're young and naive, Sylvia."

and elders were also among those who bravely resisted the vampires outside the wall and built the wall tirelessly night and day. If they found

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at him with disdain. "You have a guilty conscience, but you still refuse to admit

matter what you've had to suffer, you never had the right to sacrifice

wild dog. "No! You can't tear down the wall! I'm doing this for a great cause. Without me, the werewolves

head in disgust. She smoothed her wig and rolled her eyes at Geoffrey. "Although

know nothing, bitch!" Geoffrey turned around

him. She stepped behind Warren to hide, muttering loudly,