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.

be born without a hitch, then he needed to be born as a prince. I needed to completely conceal the fact that the baby's father was

I'll have the best doctors treat the wounds on your face. Don't

would be permanently disfigured one day. I was thankful to be alive, but... Glancing at

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 your

of your lives. Richard, take good care of Lucy.

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

a shiver down my spine and it took all of my willpower not to gag on the spot. This bastard was even better at

else, help Lucy back home and let her rest," Ethan said wearily. He looked

to this ruse. He kept his arm wrapped around my waist, planting kisses on my forehead from time to time, all the way until

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

dropped the act, too. He grabbed my collar violently and hissed, "Where do

his shin. "Stay away from

"Why so cold, my

saucers. "How dare you? If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been disfigured for the