The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Crystal's POV:

Time sped by and soon enough it was time for the military parade. I woke up at the crack of dawn to get ready.

I looked at Arron who was still sleeping and walked over to his side. I bent over, stroked his head, and planted a kiss on his forehead. Although Arron had to keep his bandages on at all times, he was generally enjoying his time at the imperial palace.

After setting the table and getting everything in order, I headed down to the city center to wait for the opening of the parade.

to the celebration. After Rufus took over the throne, the werewolves reclaimed a number of packs that had been under the authority of vampires. In addition, this was the

I watched them exchange pleasantries and mingle. Most of these Alphas were already friends with each other, having been connected with interests or marriage relationships. Lots of them disdained the border packs. So of course, my presence was disregarded. But I didn't care at all. I

like me. And it wasn't because no one paid him any attention; he just didn't like attending social engagements and dealing with the hypocrites. He stood not

And after some of them noticed his implicit hostility, they gradually left him alone. Fortunately, Warren brough his subordinates

and felt a little surprised. When I met Warren at the reception party last time, I felt that he had recoiled

let go of himself in front of his friends. All his joy, anger, and sadness were no longer hidden in his heart. He was completely tamed by Flora

his apathetic self? He looked so cold now as if there was nothing he cared about in the world. His extraordinary coldness made me start to worry about his relationship with Flora. A man with a happy

few extra glances, and he noticed. He looked downcast as he squeezed his lips together and looked at me. He was full of

a mask. He couldn't see my expression right now. Amused by my foolish behavior, I gave my mask an embarrassed tug and wanted to say something to Warren to