The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Crystal's POV:

Deceiving the children meant I had already succeeded in carrying out half of the plan. I sauntered over to the balcony, basking in my victory. I poured myself half a glass of wine, one that I had made myself last year, and sat myself down on the rocking chair to enjoy the moon.

The kids were leaving to go camping tomorrow. I know that they would be very sad the moment they found out that I had gone, especially Arron.

The longer I thought about that, the more I felt guilty. So, I made my way to the kitchen and made their favorite cookies.

Once I finished baking the cookies, I placed them in a sealed bag so the kids could take it with them tomorrow.

I remembered that they also needed mosquito repellent. Beryl got easily bitten by mosquitos. Coming back from a garden or park, I would notice the many bite marks on her legs and arms.

As I was packing up their things, the hesitation in me to leave became stronger and stronger. It would be the first time that I was going to leave them for a long while, and I could not familiarize myself with the feeling.

"Sylvia, please. You need to stop overthinking. It's almost dawn and you should get some sleep." I heard Yana yawn as she encouraged me to go to bed.

I made sure to spend another moment to double check if all my children's camping bags was ready. Once

the amusement park together. Beryl and Arron were so excited and played for as long as they could. We only go home after they'd had their

me that it

noticed that Arron was acting sad after getting out of the car. He leaned his head on my shoulder and couldn't move from where we were standing. "Is there something wrong, baby? Why are you upset?" I sent comforting strokes down Arron's back as his behavior was

reply. He just wrapped his arms

Mommy." Beryl spoke with her childish voice and raised

see Mommy when you're back," I said to Arron in

raised his head and looked into my

in me again and I tore my eyes away from Arron's eyes. "Okay."

put the cap on his head. I said to him, "Take good care of your sister, okay?" "Don't worry, Mommy. We'll be fine!" It was a rare occasion for Beryl to behave obediently and not contradict me

while I held her and gave her a kiss, "Honey, you

know, Mommy. You can go

go of both my kids, still hesitant. But I

made my way to leave, the sound

"Mommy!"