The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Beryl's POV:

Arron and I generated the fastest sprint we could manage, but lan followed closely behind us. If we pushed through our pursuance to escape from the camp with lan trailing behind us, it wouldn't take long before the adults found us. We were being too conspicuous.

I made up my mind and turned to lan. "We promise to take you with us, but you have to help us distract the adults first, and then meet us at the hillside where we often go."

lan's visage brightened with the idea. He swung his big tail to show that he understood. Then he turned his head and ran to divert all attention to him while we escaped.

A commotion broke outside, and we took it as our cue to move. Almost everyone in the pack had seen lan following Mommy around, so even if he suddenly showed up at this ungodly hour, they wouldn't do anything harmful towards him "Let's go."

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I took Arron's hand and hauled him from his spot to run as fast as we could. Ian was buying us only enough time, so we had to hurry. Fortunately, our tent was close to the exit, and no one passed by. Our escape was smooth.

the back door of a large shopping mall just near the camp. A van would be expected to park here later, and when it did, we would

to me as he did so. He did not forget to glare at me as I accepted the bread. "You're bad. You lied to lan. When he finds out, he'll be very sad

lowered my head and crumpled the bread into a ball. I was annoyed. Did he think I didn't take that into account? But I didn't think lan would hate me. He was always carefree and free-spirited. I knew him too well to know

said as a side note. You know lan's such a good wolf. He won't hate you." Arron comforted me as

mouth and chewed it, shrugging to drop the conversation. "It's okay. We can explain to him what happened when we come

face was near corporeal as he beamed at my remark. He removed the water bottle hanging around his neck

and waited for about ten minutes before we saw the van closing in on

as soon as the

soon pulled over at the destination. At least, we somehow kept our presence under wraps and avoided the part where unknown dangers would have taken us to a different route. Arron and I waited for everyone in the van to

a sudden, a cry of panic erupted from the adults outside. They were talking about two children

followed closely amidst muffled conversations. Someone suggested they inform

but feel nervous. Still, excitement was there in