Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Chapter 1156 The Cripple Boy

Arron’s POV:

I could feel someone looming over me, and then I felt hot breath fanning against my face. It was all I could do to remain still and not roll away in disgust.

I counted silently in my mind, bracing myself for what was to come. If the person was still there by the time T reached the count of five, I would strike

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1… 2… 3… 4…

Before I could get to the next digit, a cry came from the boy lying next to me.

I tensed up at the sound and grew even stiffer, scared to death that the kidnappers would turn on me next.

And then I heard a gut-wrenching wail as the boy begged for mercy. It was followed by a flurry of panicked footsteps and the sound of rustling clothes. I figured that the boy must have tried to escape, but was instantly caught and pulled back.

still thundering furiously inside my chest. Whoever had

my ears to keep track of my surroundings. A ball of dread formed in the pit of my

go! You

sound of a slap, and then a

dawning on me that my chances of escaping

whimpers. He sounded like a lost and wounded pup

flinched. The same boy let out a blood

naughty boy! Now, look what you’ve done. You woke everybody

other kids were rousing one after another, yet judging by their silence, they hadn’t seemed to figure out what was happening just

awake, there was no point in me pretending to be asleep anymore. It would only draw more

eyes. I shuffled over to an inconspicuous corner and remained quiet as I observed

children finally understood the situation They were smart enough not to scream in horror, and we

of them with clown masks in total, two men and

crowded around the first boy and nudged

defective. A cripple.” The werewolf who spoke was wearing a red clown mask and a white tunic smeared with blotches of bloodstains.