The Lycan King's Fate Calling (Shawn Gibson and Sylvia) novel Chapter 524

Flora's POV:

Warren quietly took the petition papers from my shaking hands.

He was like a stronghold as he stood in front of me, shielding me from those judgmental, disdainful gazes.

"You don't have to be afraid of Geoffrey, okay? We're here to protect you," Warren said firmly to the werewolves outside the wall.

"Yes! We represent the royal family. We're on your side," I added loudly.

But nothing we said worked. The crowd began to disperse, some of them even walked away directly.

In that moment, I felt completely and utterly powerless.

I couldn't control my emotions anymore and clenched my fists angrily. "Why? Why are you willing to be tortured by these people?"

A familiar voice answered me.

"You know nothing!"

Felix emerged from the crowd. His dirty face was covered with blood, and his big, bright eyes glared at me fiercely.

"What don't I know?" I glared back at him with my hands planted firmly on my hips. Felix had been playing us like puppets ever since we first met him.

I didn't have the patience to put up with his trickery anymore. I raised my voice and shouted, "Just spit it out! How will we understand if you won't tell us anything? You view us as bad people but we're just trying to help!"

Felix's eyes flashed dangerously. Through gritted teeth, he growled, "Do you really think that tearing this wall down is good for us?"

"Then tell me, what's so good about keeping this wall up? You eat rubbish, sleep in the sewers, and are hunted by vampires once a month. Is this the life you want?"

My words made Felix's face turn red, but he was unable to retort. He simply glared at me like a ferocious little dog.

I felt powerless.

I watched helplessly as the residents outside the wall walked away.

Suddenly, I felt an overwhelming wave of exhaustion.

Just then, the werewolves who were about to leave suddenly stopped in their tracks and their expressions changed dramatically, as though they were shocked yet overjoyed at the same time.

They stared at something behind me in disbelief. Confused, I turned around to see what they were looking at.

A large group of children was swarming towards us like a tidal wave. The footsteps were noisy and messy from excitement. Regardless of anything, the children rushed towards us.

I also saw a little girl behind the boy in the lead.

Was that... Alva?

Oh, my God! Were these all children from the orphanage?