The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Rufus' POV:

Sylvia's face was pale, and her eyes were filled with tears. She was like a broken glass doll.

I stepped forward and wrapped her hand with my big palm. Her hand was cold. It was as if it had just been taken out of a cold cellar. I tightened my grip on her and rubbed her slender fingers. She lowered her head and held my hand back. It was her response to my comfort.

Lena had already stopped crying. Her wet hair stuck to her ravaged face. Her eyes were out of focus, and her whole body was like a broken bag. "Lena, I want to know everything that happened back then," Sylvia asked in a soft voice. Her lifeless appearance made my heart sink. I couldn't help holding her in my arms. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FindNʘᴠᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Lena didn't answer immediately. She slowly stood up from the floor and limped towards Sylvia. "Alpha and Luna were framed by Gamma Mateo."

my mother?" Sylvia

more I felt her

chapped lips trembled. She couldn't even say a complete sentence. It seemed that she was suffering from great

many years. Don't you think it's too late for you to feel guilty now? If you remembered how good she was to you, you wouldn't hide for so many years. I'm not interested to know about the difficulties you have gone through. I just want the truth." Sylvia looked down at Lena. She seemed a little tired because she leaned her body slightly and rested her forehead on my shoulder.

her lips tightly and glanced at

pack was celebrating a festival. Gamma Mateo first killed Alpha and Luna when their guard was down. Then to frame your mother, he asked me to let her drink a drug that could make wolves go berserk. After that, he locked her up with the corpses of Alpha and Luna. Later, he pretended

to deceive her?" Sylvia asked through clenched teeth. Her hands were trembling

roots of grey hair hidden in her scalp that was in stark contrast to her brown hair tail. She seemed to have aged several years in the blink of an

you do that?" Sylvia couldn't hold back her anger anymore. Her trembling voice was filled with anger as she added, "My mother treated you well. How could