Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight

Chapter 901 The Van

Beryl’s POV:

Arron and I generated the fastest sprint we could manage, but Ian followed closely behind us. If we pushed through our pursuance to escape from the camp with Ian trailing behind us, it wouldn’t take long before the adults found us. We were being too conspicuous.

I made up my mind and turned to Ian. “We promise to take you with us, but you have to help us distract the adults first, and then meet us at the hillside where we often go.”

Ian’s visage brightened with the idea. He swung his big tail to show that he understood. Then he turned his head and ran to divert all attention to him while we escaped.

A commotion broke outside, and we took it as our cue to move. Almost everyone in the pack had seen Ian following Mommy around, so even if he suddenly showed up at this ungodly hour, they wouldn’t do anything harmful towards him

“Let’s go.”

hand and hauled him from his spot to run as fast as we could. Ian was buying us only enough time, so we had to hurry. Fortunately, our tent was close to the exit, and no one passed by. Our escape was smooth. We rounded the corner and wound up at the back door of a large shopping mall just near the

the bread to me and complained to me as he did so. He did not forget to glare at me as I accepted

I didn’t take that into account? But I didn’t think Ian would hate me. He was always carefree and free-spirited. I knew him too well to know that when I came back, ten roast chicken drumsticks would be enough for him to forget that I didn’t keep

know Ian’s such a good wolf.

bread into my mouth and chewed it, shrugging to drop the conversation. “It’s okay. We can explain to

beamed at my remark. He removed the water bottle hanging around his neck

us and waited for

as soon as the people got off the van

move and then soon pulled over at the destination. At least, we somehow kept our presence under wraps and avoided the part where unknown dangers would have taken us to a different route. Arron and I waited for everyone in the van to get off. We had taken ourselves this far; we shouldn’t take any risk that would

the adults outside. They were talking about two children who were missing, who, I supposed, were

amidst muffled conversations. Someone suggested they inform the Alpha, but they