The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Crystal's POV:

I took my kids out for dinner in the evening before returning home. As soon as I stepped through the door, my subordinate approached me holding an exquisitely crafted invitation.

As I took in the familiar national flower and the elegant cover, I instantly guessed what the invitation was for.

"Is this an invitation to the celebration of the empire?" I asked.

My subordinate smiled. "Yes, Alpha. The military parade, which is held every four years, is about to take place. Will you attend it this year?"

"No. Just arrange for the gifts and send them to the capital city as usual. Inform them that I'm too busy with government affairs to attend the parade." I shook my head and took the invitation from him. Unlike before, this year's invitation also included a handwritten letter from the lycan king. As I ran my fingers over the beautiful familiar handwriting, a wave of bitterness rose within me.

"Yes, Alpha. I'll go and prepare the gifts."

"Okay." I waved my hand and walked into the room with the invitation.

Both kids were reading books on the sofa. I placed the invitation in a locked cabinet and stared blankly into the distance for a while.

and that man's face occupied

passed, and I speculated that he

sooner or later. It was not only his duty to continue

deeply but failed to

to take a

and threw herself into my arms, bringing

I locked the sadness away in a corner of my mind and smiled. I reached out to caress her little face and kissed her. Then I picked her up and said, "Let's go take a shower." As I walked

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The last time you took a shower by yourself, the whole bathroom became flooded with

for the shower head, which is why the bathroom got flooded," Arron

Beryl looked at her brother and said in her childish voice, but her words

than Arron, so she

lips together and reproachfully said with a smile, "Don't

know I'm only half a finger taller than

Arron could protest again, I took him along