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!

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else tries to run away." Sally was obviously not satisfied with playing tricks on us

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walked away from me and followed the other two over to a table in the far side

through the stench of blood. The trio chatted and laughed with each other, growing more

huddled in fear. Some of them had wetted their pants a while ago, while

eyes darted over to the entrance of the tent. The flap was wide open, and it was very

was the

made quick work of breaking

my binds, and then sprinted as fast as my legs could carry me. Unfortunately, the kidnappers noticed me right away. "Damn

happening. I couldn't risk breaking my pace and giving

I'll torture the fucker once we get a hold

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

myself in a courtyard filled with weeds. The gates were just a short distance away, and