Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight

Chapter 427 The Border

Sylvia’s POV:

The destination was very far away. According to the weather forecast, we would also experience heavy rains on the way, so it would take us about two days to arrive. Unexpectedly, the weather was actually pretty good and we managed to arrive at the Red Maple Pack in the afternoon of the second day, which was ahead of time.

As soon as we got off the vehicle, we were all shocked by what we saw. The whole place was a mess.

Hooligans squatted in the corners and stared at each passer-by like a predator to a prey.

When we walked by them, they even waved their daggers at us, indicating that they weren’t afraid of people in military uniforms.

up a fire on the street. An old man was getting burned in the fire. His b*ody was already

the old man’s own son who set him on fire. While his father burned, the son was laughing

own eyes, we would have never

thirteen years of age, who was

was most probably a result of malnourishment. He seemed to be protecting something in his arms while the group of hooligans tried beating it out of him. His nose was bleeding and one of his eyes was swelling up so much that

obscenely threatened to make the boy get under his crotch, opening his legs up. The onlookers on the street seemed to have grown numb and accustomed to

bullies away. Harry and my other

seized the man with golden hair and warned, “If you move

bully in his crotch, causing his face to twist in pain. The other hooligans didn’t seem to be

that one of them had gotten caught. They just threatened the boy one last time before finally leaving. I walked over to the boy, trying to help him up, but

in confusion.

his hands was a piece of bread. That was what he had been protecting. The bread was already black and moldy all over. Clearly, it was way past its expiration