The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Lucy's POV:

In the dimly lit room, the stale air circulated the room, now mixed with the choking smell of tobacco. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

I knew that smoking wasn't good for the baby, but it was also my only escape from this hell.

Richard had confined me to this room twenty-four-seven. No one was allowed to even get close to this room, other than the person who would bring food to me daily.

Several guards stood watch by the door at all times, all of whom were Richard's trusted men. I couldn't even make it to the door before a guard would bark at me to stay in the room.

It seemed that Richard was really pissed off with me this time. In the past, no matter how I provoked him, he would simply turn a blind eye to it. Even after knowing what happened between me and Kyle, he jus called a few ordinary guards to keep a close watch on me.

I couldn't help but touch my slightly bulging belly, feeling restless.

Over the past few days, Richard had been making sure I was in good health by making me take all kinds of tonics and medicines. Despite this facade of kindness, I knew that I was doomed.

I didn't want to accept my fate. For the sake of my unborn child, I had to fight

at the food on the table, a lightbulb went on

outside, but inside the room, it was freezing

to the side and went to the bathroom to take a cold shower. It wasn't until I was shivering that

bang and I staggered to the door, trembling all over. Knocking weakly at the door, I cried urgently. "Help! Somebody, anybody! My stomach hurts. Call the doctor!" A guard soon

face a deathly pale, I held my belly with both hands, teeth chattering in my mouth. "My belly

was very cautious. He first glanced at the half-eaten food on the table and then asked me what

with me, but I just had a few mouthfuls of soup and my stomach began to ache." As I spoke, I began to cry. I even pinched my thigh secretly, digging my

the guard was finally convinced and immediately

coat around me and sat on the

take long before a she-wolf came in. It was Susan, the doctor Richard

so he specifically assigned me a doctor with simple background who

a she-wolf in her early twenties. She had blonde hair, blue eyes, fair skin and a prominent nose-a typical northerner

her work. Richard made sure that I couldn't communicate

cold belly slightly and frowned. "You need to take off your pants to let