Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Sylvia's POV: 

The crematorium was very large inside.

In order not to attract attention, Warren and I snuck into the employee's area and stole two uniforms, pretending to be staff.

We put on masks and sprayed disinfectant along the way to make it seem like we were working.

Finally, we found the crematory building.The building was built with its back toward the sun.

As soon as we entered it, it instantly felt gloomy.

The entire first floor was just a waiting area.We went up to the second floor.

The second floor was the place where the corpses were actually being processed.

Countless iron beds were pushed into the crematory by the staff.

"You two are just in time.Come and help me for a bit!"

A man wearing the same uniform waved one hand at us, Clutching his stomach.

Warren and I exchanged glances before walking over.

"What do you need?"Warren asked coldly.

something bad.I need to go to the

for a response, the man took off in a hurry.Uncovering my face, I

is among the corpses here.It's not yet

on to

hospitals,

back at the door every now and then, we searched for the boy's body.I finally found

called Warren in a

to check the boy's

and his limbs were broken.The body was

marks were everywhere, and on it was some brown

corpse isn't completely stiff yet.That means the boy had died only less than three hours

that time.It would

fur on the wounds are

piece of the corpse and analyzed in a low

no simple death.It must have something

autopsy and directly sent the corpse

some discussion, Warren and I decided to steal the

have an

"Careful."

mask back on and wheeled

corner, and formed them into the shape of a corpse before laying a white blanket