The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Crystal's POV:

Time flew, and five years had already passed.

The Sylvia Todd was now Alpha Crystal Quinn of the border pack.

I had just finished dealing with today's government affairs in the meeting hall. At this time, a subordinate rushed in to report that the vampires had come to harass the border residents again.

"Let's go and have a look." I instantly put my pen down and aggressively led my people to the border area.

When I arrived, I spotted two vampires arrogantly grabbing two male werewolves of fifteen or sixteen years old. My blood began boiling. I immediately turned into a wolf and charged at them. I attacked them with my claws and knocked them over, breaking their noses with one swipe of my paw.

When the two vampires saw me, they hastily released the werewolves they were holding hostage, turned around, and tried to run away.

I had no intention of letting them escape. I rushed forward and stopped them swiftly.

they were panic-stricken, they still wore arrogant expressions. "If you dare to do anything to us, we will come back here and harass the residents every

was speaking so conceitedly and sneered, "We have a grand parade of our werewolf pack today. We have a lot of visitors in the city, which

vampires became intimidated and begged for mercy. "We know how powerful you are now. We will never do this again. Please have mercy!" "It's

and shrieked as they

dusted my trousers and returned to the city in a

over the past

to her. In addition, with Laura's letter of appointment, no one had an issue with my resemblance to Sylvia Todd even if their suspicions

people still didn't accept me. Most of the dissidents were the elders

was capable enough to manage the pack now. If they weren't convinced, I could prove

two years, the vampires were eager to make a move at the border. I personally led the soldiers to battle. Not only did I repel their invasion, but I also took back several domains they had occupied. Since then, the

a sound jolted me back to reality. Before I entered the room, a small kid rushed toward me at the speed of a

shouted as she threw herself

crouched down and caught her, nuzzling her smooth tender cheek with

her tiptoes and pouted her messy lips. She hadn't wiped her mouth after eating,

her chubby little body close to mine and helplessly said, "Beryl, you ate the roast chicken