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.

as a prince. I needed to completely conceal the

I'll have the best doctors treat the wounds on your face. Don't lose hope, my dear girl. Just take good care of yourself and

say anything more. I felt extremely bad. Never in my wildest dreams would I have imagined that my face would be permanently disfigured one day. I was thankful to be alive, but... Glancing at Richard once more, that

if your face scars, I'll still love you. After all, I love you for who you are, not your appearance." Because Ethan was here, I had no choice but to hide the disgust in my heart. I let Richard

you two have accepted each other as mates, you'll be together for the rest of your lives. Richard, take good care of Lucy. Don't let me catch you treating her poorly," Ethan said to Richard in

I'll take care of her, Father. I'm willing to protect her with my life!" As he spoke, Richard looked at

took all of my willpower not to gag on

nothing else, help Lucy back home and let her rest," Ethan said wearily. He looked exhausted. Waving his hand dismissively, he

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, all the way until we made it back

to endure the nausea and forced a smile until we were inside my room.

too. He grabbed my collar violently and

his hand away and kicked his shin. "Stay away from me,

"Why so cold, my dear? You should thank me for

it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been disfigured for the rest of