The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Crystal's POV:

Panic seized me. My first instinct was to hide, but that was dumb. He was here to see me. What was the use of hiding?

Before I could calm down, there was a knock on the door. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

I nearly jumped and rushed over to lock the door, but as soon as I turned around, I realized that it was already ajar. Soon, the door was pushed open from the outside. It was Rufus.

I had to act quickly. I grabbed the mask from the floor and put it on. Although Rufus had lost his memory and couldn't recognize me, I had spread the news that my face had been disfigured and so I couldn't let him see that it wasn't.

As soon as I put on the mask, Rufus pushed the door open and looked at me.

"Sorry. The door was already open, so I thought you weren't here."

his familiar, pleasant voice, tears started

werewolves, not beauty." Perhaps Rufus thought that I lowered my head because I was supposedly

him and smiled. "Your Majesty, you probably don't know she-wolves that well. All she-wolves care a

my eyes, there's no difference between ugly and beautiful faces. Ability and strength

was still

"Your Majesty,

the Alphas were

lame excuse, saying that I wasn't feeling well and so left early. Hearing this, Rufus changed the topic.

Gulping nervously, I thought for a while before finally answering, "Five years ago, when I just started to work at the

saying that, fearing that he'd then ask me to take off the mask and show my face to him, I added, "The vampire's power corroded my face, completely disfiguring it. I even

spoke in a melancholic tone to

anyone tell me about it until recently?"

an excuse. "My pack never spread the news of my disfigurement for fear