The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Alina's POV:

The man that stood in front of me knelt down on one knee shakily. It seemed that he could not hold on for much longer.

My tears blurred my vision but I managed to hold him up.

With a bitter tone in his voice, my father chuckled through his pained condition. "You still care about me, Alina."

The sadness and pain was too overwhelming for me. I held back my words and bit my lips as hard as I could.

My father sighed in a defeated manner, then he mustered up the strength he had left to hold me in his arms. With his low voice, he said, "I'm so sorry, Alina. You have suffered through many things, yet I haven't hugged you like a father should in all these years."

My jaw clenched as I struggled to hold myself back from sobbing.

"It's all my fault. I admit I was the one who neglected your feelings."

he took in a deep breath. He

must live out the life you want. As long as you're happy, that's enough for me." Those words broke me and I sobbed. I couldn't keep it in any longer and my arms reached

able to tightly grasp the clothes on his back. With my entire body trembling, I

still comforted me

back to my childhood. Those years, I snuggled in my father's arms, when I was still stumbling over the

but he was also patient in correcting the mistakes I

take over once again and I cried out

I was wrong, Dad.

get my voice out. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ

Alina. It will all be for the

speak again. "You must learn to rely on yourselves in the future, my

its way out of my throat. I reached to grab my father back, but I too, had little strength in me. I was pulled down on the ground with his falling body. Hurriedly, I got up only to see that the wound

frantically covered and put pressure on the wound with my hands. I cried out helplessly, "I'm sorry, Dad! I was wrong! What should I do now? Please, Dad. Don't leave me again. I know I was wrong. I

he said through weak breaths. His pupils that were staring into my eyes began