The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Lucy's POV:

As Sylvia ran off with Rufus, Ethan dispatched a large number of men to chase after them.

In the meantime, I was sent to the hospital for my wounds to be treated. The doctors there conducted a thorough physical examination.

As soon as I walked out of the examination room, I found Ethan and Richard waiting for me by the door.

"How do you feel?" Ethan asked, his forehead creased with concern.

Stunned, I glanced at Richard subconsciously. He winked at me meaningfully. I knew that he wanted me to continue with the pitiful act.

"What's the matter? You must tell the doctors if you feel anything off," Ethan added quickly when I didn't respond fast enough.

"No, no. I'm fine, and so is the baby," I lowered my head and answered respectfully, twiddling my thumbs nervously.

I wanted the baby to be born without a hitch, then he needed to be born as a prince. I needed to completely conceal

on your face. Don't lose hope,

permanently disfigured one day. I was thankful to be alive, but... Glancing at Richard once more, that damned hypocrite, I knew that there was still a tough hill

my waist. In an overly affectionate tone, he said, "Even if your face scars, I'll still love you. After all, I love you for who you are, not

other as mates, you'll be together for the rest of your lives. Richard, take good care of Lucy. Don't let me catch

to protect her with my life!" As he spoke,

down my spine and it took all of my willpower not to gag on the spot. This bastard

back home and let her rest," Ethan said wearily.

Richard's hand away, but he seemed addicted to this ruse. He kept his arm wrapped around my waist, planting kisses on my forehead from time to time,

were inside my room. As soon as

collar violently and hissed, "Where do you think

his shin. "Stay away from me, you

sneered and hugged me forcibly. "Why so cold, my dear? You should thank me for saving

went as wide as saucers. "How dare you? If it weren't for