The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Arron's POV:

When I gave Sally the gaze of fear, I knew I should keep my mouth shut. From earlier until now, I had been frantically trying to save myself.

These kidnappers discarded my wristband and other valuable items, but I still had my plastic shell bracelet left. Mommy made this and gave it to me. Beryl also had one. The bracelet looked like a children's toy so they didn't touch it.

What they didn't know was that this bracelet wasn't just a toy. Mommy put a little blade in one of the shells so we could defend ourselves in times like this.

She was afraid that Beryl and I might cut ourselves on anything more intricate, and she also figured that we wouldn't understand how to use them, so she just put this small blade in. She also cautioned us against using it for anything other than an emergency, when we could slacken the rope and signal for help when the bad guys were distracted.

When the little girl was taken away just now, the kidnappers went out briefly. I used that time to sneakily pull out the small blade and try to cut the rope.

However, Sally's sudden question rendered me too afraid to move again. I quickly hid the blade under my sleeve, afraid of being discovered.

"Another mute?" Sally glanced at me disdainfully and squeezed my mouth as an obvious hint of disgust flashed on her face. "Can a mute be a vase boy?"

"If he can't speak, just cut his limps off as well." The red clown mask werewolf decided my fate again.

were severed. He was

I

so you can speak, and your voice is quite cute." Sally was taken aback, and she gave me a painful pinch despite the bandages on my face. "How old

didn't dare to make Sally unhappy, so I answered her boring questions, such as what was one

devious woman thought I was

obedient, but unfortunately disfigured." Sally patted my head satisfactorily and asked me to call her mommy. "I'll give you candies if

spoke, she pulled three melted sticky sweets out of her pocket. I

I went along with it and pretended to be scared, shouting

decisively stuffed the

into my

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tears, snot, and spit. Sally was fed up with crying. She pressed the boy's head against the ground and rubbed it.

the boy was a fool, how could he

little boy continued to cry and struggle, which made

of the turmoil