The Lycan King's Fate Calling

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As I stood up and turned to them, I noticed that Rufus was dragging the weak she-wolf on the ground. The smell of blood spread all over his body, and there were even a few drops on his face. The cruelty in his eyes still lingered. He loosened his tie, craned his neck to one side, and crumpled the handkerchief he was using to wipe his face into a ball on his feet. He then expressionlessly put on his suit jacket after taking it from the guard's hand.

My fear was renewed when I once again saw Rufus ' piercing, intimidating glare.

I swallowed and made my way over to him.

The she-wolf showed no signs of injury. However, she was frozen and paralyzed with terror.

The air inside the factory was thick with the stench of blood. I tried to squeeze around Rufus to take a peek, but he covered my eyes and warned me, "Don't look."

At that moment, I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply, calming myself with Rufus' pleasant smell.

Rufus motioned for the guards to shut the door and then lowered his arms. He turned to the she-wolf and snarled, "You only have one minute. My patience is running thin."

Without hesitation, she told Rufus everything. "The kids were divided into two groups. The young and lovely ones were sent to the south. The lucky ones would be sold to rich couples with fertility problems. And the

average-looking kids were sent

sent?" I asked anxiously, both nervous and expectant. Arron looked delicate and lovely. Maybe, he would be transferred to the southern region, not far from the border's pack. Maybe I could

but stopped on a second thought. "Yes, there is indeed a kid with

breath and looked at her expectantly, indicating her

kid kept refusing to take off the bandages. He said that

told him not to take

that were the case, the human traffickers would mistakenly think that Arron was not good-looking and

to the western mining

violently and faltered, not daring

I couldn't help but yell, "Tell me! Where the hell has that kid

didn't dare

her gaze to mine.

that I squatted down, grabbed her collar, and interrupted her, "Just tell

too afraid to