Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight

Chapter 907 A Trouble Maker

Rufus’ POV:

I walked out of the woods with an icy expression. The two unconscious robbers were dragged out by the sold*iers as well.

It was getting late. I didn’t stay there any longer. I turned my head and ordered the sold*iers to organize a team to continue searching the area. I wanted to check if there were any other survivors. I also hoped to locate this child’s family.

As I stud*ied the sleeping child on my shoulder, I felt that luck had been on her side today.

The military parade was going to be held in a few days. I just happened to have some free time today to lead my sold*iers here to inspect the surroundings of the imperial capital and make preparations for the parade.

If I hadn’t bumped into the child today, she would have d*ied.

The laws of the empire were strict. The loopholes had been revised a few years ago, leaving many criminals who wanted to take advantage of it with nowhere to go. As a result, the crime rate had significantly dropped in the past few years.

place now, but instead, I encountered such a vicious incident when I happened to go

time. The robbers had shot dead most of the passengers, and only a few children and she

robbers had escaped. After the survivors pointed us in the right direction, I led my sold*iers into

result, as soon as we entered the forest, we spotted two robbers grabbing a little girl’s head and slamming it

had arrived in time, or the girl would

was a large burn mark on one of the criminals’ faces. The wound looked new, but there

had actually gone down, but we had knocked

mention that the girl in my arms was still in danger and she required

but to instruct the sold*iers to take the

men were parked by the side of the road. I got into the first one, cradling the child in

the danger was over and her grip around my neck loosened. But she cried intermittently. Sometimes it was a cry of pain; sometimes

were very soft. Her thin lips quivered slightly, and her bloody

I was neither her mother nor Arron. I

she curled up in my arms. I