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

Rufus' POV:

As soon as the clown gave this instruction, all the attacks were focused on the boy in my arms.

I couldn't dodge them in time, so I had to block them with my body. I sustained a deep gash on my arm.

I didn't have time to tend to the wound and continued to swing the machete around.

While most of the clowns had fallen to the ground, a dozen more people still blocked the exit.

At this time, the clown wearing the pink mask suddenly moved forward and knocked my mask away, but she seemed shell-shocked when she caught sight of my face.

I seized this opportunity and quickly rushed to the wall. I leaped up on the piled containers and climbed over the wall in one jump.

"Hurry up! Chase him! Damn it! What the hell is Sally doing? He is running away, but she's just standing here like a statue. Luckily, we have quicker reactions!"

The angry voices of the clowns came from behind me, followed by the sound of a car engine.

I found the right direction to escape, turned into a wolf, and used my lycan power. I sprinted at full speed, holding the boy in my mouth.

I soon left all the clowns far behind.

At this moment, the boy I was holding in my mouth woke up and screamed. "Who are you? Put me down!"

I immediately released him. The little boy rubbed his eyes and looked up. He stared at me in disbelief. "What a big wolf!"

I tilted my head to one side and studied the boy, who wasn't even as tall as my legs. His eye color was the same as mine, and we even had the same small dimples at the corners of our mouths.

Such a coincidence couldn't exist in the world.

"Are you a bad man?" the boy asked meekly.

I raised one paw and gently placed it on his shoulder in a comforting gesture.

But this frightened him more. He curled his fingers into fists and didn't dare to move a muscle.

I debated about turning back into my human form, but he spun around and darted away before I could decide.

I caught him before he could make it too far.

The little boy was terrified and he began weeping, and his eyes turned red.

I felt sorry for him and didn't want to frighten him. I turned back into my human form and soothingly said, "Don't cry. I'm not a bad person. I have beat back those clowns. We are safe now."

For a moment, the little boy was stunned and he gulped hard. He stopped crying, his face a mask of surprise. "It's you!"

When I saw his reaction, I instantly understood. I crouched down, stroked his hair, and softly asked, "Do you know me? Are you Arron?"

The little boy nodded vigorously. "I'm Arron. Did Mommy ask you to save me?"

"Yes." I couldn't stop myself from touching his round head. All my speculations were confirmed. Crystal was truly skilled at concealing the truth.

Arron was very happy, but then his expression changed drastically. "Oh, no! The bad man knocked Mommy out. I don't know where he has kept her. The bad man wearing a skull mask said that he would chop off my mommy's limbs. We need to go and save her right now."

The little boy's eyes turned red again. He was terrified. "What if Mommy gets hurt? This is all my fault. I'm too small and weak."

Tears streamed down the boy's

face, and he wept bitterly. He was

only five years old, but he had experienced such a gory and horrible incident. No matter how

strong a person he was, he was bound to be frightened.

I felt pity for him. I wrapped my arms around him and wiped his tears. "Don't worry. Your mommy will not get hurt will do my best to protect her. Calm down and don't be

frightened. I'm going to save your

mommy now."