Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Chapter 1155 Hold Out And Survive

Arron’s POV:

When I opened my eyes, all I see was darkness. I blinked dazedly and realized that my hands were bound. What was more, there were several other kids next to me, all of them tied up as well.

I struggled to sit up, feeling more restless by the second. The place was dank and reeked of blood and mold. I could even make out cobwebs in the comers of what looked to be a massive tent-like thing.

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It was very noisy outside. Wherever this was, it definitely wasn’t in the imperial palace. Uncle Long Legs would die before allowing the imperial palace to resemble anything like a rowdy farmers’ market.

I had no idea what was going on. The last thing I remembered was going to sleep, and then the large floorboard beside the bed was suddenly pushed open. It was so sudden and yet so strange that my initial thought was that I was dreaming. Those kinds of things only happened in nightmares.

Then, before I could call for help, a werewolf had appeared and knocked me out.

bandages around my head were dirty now, and the knot

to keep my sight

she found out that I disappeared. I need to figure out a

my captors were dangerous people. Unfortunately, I was too young, I would be no match against them. My best chance for survival would be to

but it was no use. I couldn’t stick around any longer. It would

had no windows, just a small, wooded door off to one

it

devise another way out of this place. Just then, I heard

and lay on the ground, pretending

creaked open, followed by

bunch of discarded tables and chairs just in front of me, so I was able to sneak a peek at the visitors without them

clown mask and a knight’s getup, though their garments

door, and only then did I realize that the ground was stained