The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Arron's POV:

The racket made by the kids seemed to stimulate the kidnappers even more. Sally herself almost doubled over in laughter when she saw me crying. She pinched my cheek and said, "So, you know whatfearis, after all. I thought you were brave, hmm?" I let myself tremble, and then let out a couple of sobs.

Sally peered at me with interest, as if she had found a rare toy. "Go on, call me 'Mommy' again."

I swallowed my indignation and shouted the word. I felt guilty toward my real Mommy, but there was no other way. If I continued to rebel, these evil people might hurt me.

Sally chortled again before telling me to cry louder.

So I did. I would have liked to think that I was simply acting, but I couldn't deny that some of my fears and sorrows were genuine.

I missed Mommy. I wanted to see her soon.

If I died here, Mommy would be devastated.

I needed to survive, no matter what. I still need to grow into a reliable adult who would protect Mommy and Beryl!

silent all this time, suggested that they went for some drinks and snacks before coming back and dealing with

tries

to escape, anyway. They're just

We might not get a chance to eat later." S~ᴇaʀᴄh the (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ

me and followed the other two over to

and the subtle smell of food and wine broke through the stench of blood. The trio chatted and laughed with each other, growing more relaxed. Their attention was

fear. Some of them had wetted their

of the tent. The flap was wide open,

the

made quick work of

my legs could carry me. Unfortunately, the kidnappers noticed me right away. "Damn it! A brat is making

risk breaking my pace and giving them@chance

the fucker once

I just needed to get to somewhere crowded, and maybe I could ask

tent in no time, and I found myself in a courtyard filled with weeds. The gates were just a short distance away, and I could see