Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Beryl’s POV:

Arron and I hid in a corner of the park and munched on a few biscuits. Soon, a group of convoys pulled to a stop in front of the hotel opposite the park.

The convoy consisted of one limousine and three smaller vans.

As soon as they arrived, a group of well-dressed men, women, and children walked out of the hotel. Presumably, these people were the businessmen in charge of these goods.

Then several men in black loaded the cloth-covered baskets into the vans. I figured that the baskets contained precious gemstones.

After all, the border was rich in natural resources, namely precious stones. In order to promote the development of the pack’s economy, Mommy also allowed outsiders to utilize our mines. But I didn’t know what their agreement was exactly. After all, I was just a little girl and Mommy didn’t talk to me about these things. I only heard her talking about it in her study.

When the assistants were done loading the baskets, I grabbed Arron’s hand and ran to the van.

The group of businessmen were already waiting in line to get in the car. Arron and I stopped at the end of the line.

Two middle-aged werewolves in the line saw us and asked in surprise, “Little ones, where are your parents? I didn’t see you two earlier.”

“My brother and I went to buy some snacks just now. Our mother’s already waiting for us in the car.”

I smiled sweetly and pulled out a bar of chocolate from my pocket and offered it to the middle-aged werewolf.

“Try it! It’s very yummy. Mommy said that this kind of candy is only sold here.”

Right on cue, Arron also pulled out a strawberry-flavored candy from his pocket and put it in the palm of the middle-aged werewolf.

“You keep it. I’m a grown up now; I don’t really eat candy.” The werewolf laughed happily. He was obviously amused by our antics. Instead of taking our candies, he stepped aside and helped us into the car.

Arron and I thanked him politely. Then we scurried to the back of the van and took the empty seats in the last row. Beside us, there was a she-wolf in a beige dress. She glanced at us but said nothing. Maybe she thought we were the kids of one of the businessmen.

The car soon revved to life and drove away from the border area. We were finally on our way towards the imperial capital!

Arron and I were both giddy from excitement, but the trip was very long. At some point, we leaned against each other and fell asleep. When we woke up, we gobbled up the cookies Mommy made for us. Fortunately, Arron was wise enough to bring a water bottle, so we didn’t go thirsty.

Along the way, we looked out the window at the passing scenery happily.

Suddenly, several strong men with guns stopped the car and shouted, “This is a robbery! Everyone, get out of the vehicle!”

Arron and I were both too shocked to react.

Arron came to his senses quicker than me and held my hand tightly, as though he was determined to protect me. But as soon as one of the scary men saw me, he grabbed me by the collar.

“Let go of my sister!” Arron rushed over and bit the robber on the leg.

The scary man yelped and kicked Arron away mercilessly.

I shrieked, feeling indignant for him. I tried to kick the scary man, but my legs were too short.

The robber who was holding me shouted at the people in the car, but nobody spoke up for us. They probably realized that we were just stowaways who weren’t related to anyone in the car.

The man was so angry that he threw me back inside the car. My forehead hit the armrest, and I couldn’t help but burst into tears from the pain.

Arron hurried to help me up and pulled me to a corner.

Everyone in the car was so scared that they didn’t dare to make a sound. Several of the younger children began to cry.

The robber who had grabbed me shifted his target to the driver. He didn’t hesitate to shoot the driver in the back of the head, and then the remaining five men robbed the people in the car.

But even though they had successfully taken all our money, the robbers weren’t satisfied. They wanted to kill us all. They made us kneel down on the ground in a line, so that they could shoot us one by one…