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.

go to the rest room.Please help me

off in a hurry.Uncovering my

lucky.Let's hurry up to see if the boy is among the corpses here.It's not yet three

moving on to check on the

hospitals, so

at the door every now and then, we searched for

Warren in a hushed

came over to check the

limbs

were everywhere, and on it was some brown

completely stiff yet.That means the boy had died only less than three hours ago," I said

at that time.It would have been impossible for him to kill

wolf fur on the wounds are

piece of the corpse and analyzed in

no simple death.It must have something to do with his

think so too.They even refused an autopsy and directly

I decided to steal the

an autopsy

"Careful."

back on and wheeled

around, picked up some sandbags from a corner, and formed them into the shape of a corpse before laying a white blanket on