The Lycan King's Fate Calling

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Now that I had spilled my heart out, it felt as if a weight was lifted off my chest. However, my heart beat faster because I was eager to find his response. Rufus continued to look at me.

"You don't have to lie to make me feel better." Rufus' eyes were cold. It looked like he wanted to leave. I knew he didn't believe me.

I was so anxious that I stood up and grabbed his sleeve. "It's true. I'm not lying. It's the truth. I like you. I can't live without you, Rufus!"

"Then why did you reject me when I tried approaching you?" Rufus asked coldly. The complicated emotions in his eyes confused me. I couldn't tell what he was thinking.

"That was because I was afraid I didn't deserve you." I looked at him helplessly and grabbed his sleeve. I was afraid that he would leave as soon as I released my grip. "You are too perfect and I'm just a slave.' Tears trickled down my cheeks again. His indifference frightened me.

"I know I was wrong. I will be honest with you and myself. I will tell you everything frankly from now on without overanalyzing things." I hitched with sobs because I couldn't control myself anymore. An indescribable sadness surged up in my heart. I couldn't bear to even think about losing Rufus.

Rufus grabbed my wrist, trying to unclasp my fingers that were clutching his sleeve. But I got more emotional and cried, "Don't leave!"

I stubbornly pulled his sleeve, refusing to let him go-

and sighed. "I'm

how happy I am after hearing your confession. I have never been

helplessly and planted a soft kiss on my

pushed him away. "Why... why did you kiss me

help it," Rufus whispered in my ear. "So you

formally confirmed our mate

eyes. The love

whispered, his hot breath blowing against my skin. "I wouldn't have let you go even if you declined

been set up. I was so angry that I raised my head and glared at him. Just as I was about to speak, he leaned over and pressed his lips against mine, prying them open with

resist his sweet, torturous assault. My legs grew weak, and I began gasping for breath because I couldn't control

and slid one hand under my clothes, massaging the flesh on

bit my chin discontentedly before

softness of his lips made me dizzy. Rufus didn't

cheeks. After a long time, he reluctantly

"Rufus?"