Crystal's POV:
The she-wolf's words stunned me. As I looked around the other human traffickers, I witnessed how their faces softened with a hint of sadness.
"It's not that we don't want to tell you, but that we can't. At this point, we have no other choice. We only wish to die if doing so will ensure the protection of our loved ones, especially our children." As the she-wolf spoke, tears slowly trickled down her face while her eyes were filled with exhaustion and despair.
I didn't doubt whether she was telling the truth or not. At this point, there was no need for her to lie to me.
"In times of trouble, you can count on the royal family to come to your aid. I'll help save your kids, I promise." In an effort to get them to open up, I initiated conversation.
But they didn't believe me. One werewolf, despite his tiny frame, was stubborn. With his neck red from anger, he retorted, "The royal family has always been superior. They only say nice things, but in their eyes, we are just ciphers. They don't give a shit about us! I have my doubts that you can save us and our kids. They are in the hands of the traffickers, not yours. You're out in the light, while they're in the shadows. Even if you really want to fight against them, I doubt you could win."
I was amused at his words. "You don't think the royal army can defeat a bunch of criminals? Really? I think you are like a frog at the bottom of a well. You can only make out a little section of the sky. There's a lot you're missing out on how powerful
the royal army is."
The skinny werewolf spat and remarked scornfully, "The royal family is nothing. How could they not know where the traffickers are if they have the power to crush them? To tell you the truth, the human-trafficking industry behind that group of people is huge, and they don't take the royal family seriously at all. No one, not even the loser lycan king, is able to touch them. In time, perhaps, a new ruler, someone more capable, will emerge from among the werewolves."
Hearing this, I couldn't help but glance over at Rufus, who was barking commands at his guys from behind me. He caught my eye and nodded casually in response. His eyes were dark, and there was no sign of emotion there. He appeared to be dismissive of these individuals.
What the skinny werewolf said was enough to get him executed. He slandered the royal family and disrespected the king. For that, he could be sentenced to death and his family might also get involved.
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