Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Chapter 1157 Picking Out Items

Arron’s POV:

The children screamed as the boy’s legs were chopped off. The scene was bloody and terrifying clown mask turned to the only she-wolf in the room, and remarked with evident glee.

Sally, the she-wolf, kicked the bloody limbs with disgust. “Useless. Given his frail build, he wouldn’t last long in the circus. What a waste.”

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Then, she kicked the boy aside.

Seeing the boy’s bleeding wounds and realizing he wouldn’t survive horrified me.

spilled blood and didn’t seem satisfied with just one kill.

one!” one of the werewolves suggested. The children, shaking with fright, hastily covered their mouths and held

group of kids, I seemed to be the smallest. The older kids squatted in front of me, successfully diverting the attention of the kidnappers. Three adults walked around us, examining us as if they were picking out items in a store. “I think this kid is mute. He hasn’t made a sound this whole time.” Sally grabbed a thin,

fear. He cleared his throat

approached, he gave the skinny boy a sharp pinch on the

valiant effort to speak, but he was having trouble finding his voice. He couldn’t utter a word and ended up

laughed heartily. “How pitiful! You couldn’t

make any noise, and don’t talk. You are best-suited to be amputated.” In just a few words, the werewolf with the red clown mask decided the fate

stared at each other in

great fear inside. Beryl would frequently tell me about the terrifying things she had read Vampires, T had heard, severed human limbs, made them their playthings, and locked them away in the basement for pleasure. Those people were tortured for more than 10 years

My mind raced as I shook and plotted my escape.

one!” Sally exclaimed,