The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Crystal's POV:

Even after eating, Beryl still refused to let me touch her. She flat-out rejected my attempts to even grasp her hand. The moment I touched her, she began crying.

Eventually, I gave up and didn't get close to her anymore. Instead, I sat on the couch and watched her talk to her father.

Frustrated, I took out my phone and saw a voice message from Harry. He sent it about two hours ago.

When I clicked on the voice message, I heard a young boy's voice saying, "Mommy, I miss you." As a result of being surprised, I immediately turned the volume down. Both Beryl and Rufus turned to me as soon as they heard the sound. When I saw how the two nearly identical faces grimaced at the same time, I felt a strange pang of remorse.

I let out a dry laugh and was about to say something, but Rufus bent his head and resumed his conversation with Beryl, as if he didn't want to talk to me.

I touched my nose and felt even the air around us felt awkward.

Beryl and Rufus were engaged in a paper-folding game. Although Rufus wasn't exactly in a cheerful mood, he patiently accompanied her anyhow.

might not be able to provide them the comfort and dependence they needed from a fatherly figure. Rufus was the first person Beryl saw when she opened her eyes after she had lost her memory. She was so eager to see him as his father. This

how inadequate I was as a mother. Beryl even didn't want me to get close to

my best to hide my grief. I was afraid that Beryl wouldn't talk to me anymore.

feel down. Perhaps in the next days she will feel better and remember you," Rufus said in a cold

head down

Beryl home with

don't you want me? I won't make any noise. I will

Beryl interrupted her father.

my head and glare at Rufus. "No. Beryl

If you have no problem with

anger welled up inside of me, and I let out a snort directed at Rufus while clenching my teeth. Just how

extremely attached

but feel envious as I watched Beryl settle in Rufus' embrace and sweetly call him "Daddy." Before she lost her memory, Beryl wasn't quite so dependent and clingy to me. But

to be really attached to