The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Crystal's POV:

"I've heard that the Silver Moon Pack is a place brimming with art and culture. I'll definitely visit it if I ever have the chance," I muttered casually, trying to avoid any awkwardness between us. However, I was terrified that Warren would recognize my voice, so I spoke softly and with pauses. He must certainly feel that I was very arrogant and strange.

The guard next to us was also puzzled. He scratched his head and watched me carefully.

I cleared my throat and asked the guard to leave us, so that Warren and I were alone.

Warren didn't respond to my comment. He was obviously behaving frostily toward me. The smile on his face had completely disappeared. His lips were pressed into a thin line, and the expression in his eyes was icy.

At this moment, I could see the arrogant and difficult Warren I had met when I had just joined school.

But now, he was more confident and domineering than before. I presumed that he must have adapted well to the role of Alpha in the past five years.

I felt a huge wave of relief. I was glad to see my old friend living a good life.

of another pack for a chat,

would definitely want to establish close contact with me

to let go

there were no familiar friends around, any

had come. I tried my best to keep a

didn't seem to spot

I discreetly left. I couldn't really relax until I arrived at the garden. Then, I took

the same as before. But it somehow felt like it had been ages since I

was empty and only some guards milled around. I assumed that Rufus had shifted to the lycan king's palace. When I walked by the

was still there, but the grape vines had withered. I guessed that no one had tended to them in a long

dark. There was no warm light within, and no familiar person stood on the balcony waiting for me to

up with tears,

Everything had changed.

guard of