Chapter 779
Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight
Chapter 779 The Abject Pack Members
Sylvia’s POV:
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I had a sinking feeling that something bad was about to take ce once she realized ir was the
wanted criminal, so I knocked her out instantly before ir could react.
He gave me a thumbs up and said, “You show the same style I once had, decisive and bold.”
I crossly said, “Quickly hide her somewhere.”
ir acted with urgency and carried the she-wolf away, concealing her in the bushes.
Then we moved to a safer ce and searched for the warrant online.
The warrant was only in ir’s name.
I couldn’t stop theugh that escaped my lips, but I could see that ir was miserable. I quickly cleared
my throat and asked seriously, “What should we do now?”
ir was slightly furious. “Why does Rufus only issued a warrant for me?”
“You were the one who shot him, remember?” I threw an annoyed nce at him.
Ignoring me, he angrily blurted out, “And you’re the one who broke his heart!”
Suddenly, there was this awkward silence. ir realized that he had said something wrong and quickly
changed the topic. “We’ll have to find a way to muddle through.”
I nodded quietly. My spirits were low. Although ir’s words sounded harsh, it was a fact that I’d
broken Rufus ‘ heart.
“Hey, punch me,” ir abruptly said.
I watched him strangely, wondering if he was just a freak who enjoyed getting beaten. The wound on
his face had barely healed, but now he wanted to be knocked around again.
“Don’t be stupid. Others won’t recognize me if you punch my face and bruised it.”
His reasoning left me speechless. I didn’t think it was a good idea. At this moment, I spotted a funeral
processioning from afar. The people were dressed in ck.
ir and I looked at our ck clothes, suddenly inspired. When the funeral procession reached the
pass, ir and I quickly sneaked in. We lowered our heads, pretending to be mourning.
The family members of the deceased around us were immersed in their grief, and no one cared about
us joining in.
Most people in the world are terrified of death. The sold*iers guarding the p@ssonly did a cursory
inspection before letting the procession through, probably thinking that being around the dead was bad
luck.
We cleared the p@sssmoothly and finally arrived at ck Moon Pack that afternoon. However, we
were greeted with amotion at the entrance of the pack. Two groups of sold*iers were confronting
each other. A curse rang out from beyond the crowd in a voice that I hadn’t heard for a long time. It was
Shawn.
I casually approached a sold*ier and asked, “Why are two groups of sold*iers congregated here?”
The sold*ier wore a worried expression. “They belong to the Isted Star Pack. They came to provoke
us. As Alpha, Shawn is totally useless and instantly defeated by the Isted Star Pack’s Beta. Our
sold*iers can’t defeat them either since we are outnumbered.”
I frowned, thinking this to be ridiculous. The ck Moon Pack had be so abject in such a short
span of time. Although it didn’t have a very strong military strength before, it wasn’t a pack to be trifled
with. After all, it was one of the top fifteen economies of the empire. This was enough to intimidate the
neighboring packs and they would even often b*tter up the ck Moon Pack.
Releasing the sold*ier, I walked to the edge of the crowd and saw Shawn lying on the ground with
disheveled hair. His white suit that used to be clean and tidy, now hung like a dirty rag on his b*ody.
When he saw that the Beta of the Isted Star Pack was going to squash his face, he begged for
mercy.
This was greatly humiliating. I couldn’t stand by quietly anymore. My mother had once tried all means
possible to protect the ck Moon Pack from falling into this exact same situation. I immediately
charged ahead and delivered a solid kick to the arrogant Beta.