The Lycan King's Fate Calling (Shawn Gibson and Sylvia)

Rufus' POV:

To ensure that I didn't alert the clowns, I made a hushing sound as soon as I entered the room.

The kids caught a whiff of my scent and quietened down.

"Sir, why did you come here again? What are those bad people doing next door? They're making so much noise. Are they trying to capture you?" the little girl who had beautiful blue eyes asked in a curious voice.

"Yes. I'm in some trouble now, but it is nothing to worry about. They may come inside and ask you if you've seen me. Just tell them that you haven't, got it?" I said as I shut the door.

"Okay." The little girl vigorously nodded her head, and then turned her attention back to the food I had brought them.

"Good girl," I said in a comforting voice.

At this time, the other children next to her also began to chime in.

"None of us will tell them we've seen you."

"We won't say anything."

They chorused in sweet but firm voices.

"Aren't you all scared?" My spirits sank a little. They were just kids. Why did they have to endure such terrible hardships?

"We're not afraid! You're a good person and brought us food. We should help you."

"Yes, we are brave. We should stand by each other and fight against the bad guys together. We

shouldn't be scared!" a kid piped up in a childish voice.

Their spirits touched me. Just as I was about to respond, a loud noise came from the next room.

It looked like the clowns would be here any second. I could linger any longer.

I quickly swept my gaze around the room. The ceiling was quite high, and maybe I could hang up there.

I stepped up on the cabinet beside me, leaped into the air, and hung on the rafters of the roof.

The door was kicked open the very next moment and several clowns poured into the room. They searched for me for a few minutes and banged on the cage railings with the tools in their hands. "Hey, did you see anyone enter just now?"

"No." The children shook their heads in unison.

"Really? If you lie, I won't spare you," the red-masked clown threatened, his voice dripping with malice.

After saying that, he pounded the iron cage heavily with his mace. All the iron cages were rattling, and the echoes sounded terrifying in the small room.

I worriedly gazed down and noticed

that although the children were quivering with fear, they still shook their heads, even as tears streamed their faces. I was moved and

ded emotions roiled inside me.

Obviously, the clowns didn't believe the children. They scoured the room again, but failed to find me. "Looks. like he is really not here. Let's check out other places and catch him. We can't let him escape," the

red masked clown barked out in an impatient voice. He waved one hand and headed out the room with the other clowns.

After they left, I was about to jump down when I suddenly spotted the pink-masked clown from the

vent beside me. She was sneaking along the corridor holding a child in her arms.

Although I could only see the kid's outline in the dim light, I was still easily able to recognize him. Arron was swinging his hands in her arms. He was obviously trying to get away from her, but she managed to

subdue every attempt of his.

I frowned, sensing that something was wrong. The other clowns were hunting me. Why was she alone? Why was she behaving so cautiously, as if she didn't want to be seen?

I was planning to go and look for her anyway, but now it seemed that I didn't need to.

I quickly exited the room and chased after her.