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.

over the throne, the werewolves reclaimed a number of packs that had been under the authority of vampires. In addition, this

I joined the group of Alphas, 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 was happy to be ignored, otherwise I would have to find an excuse to disguise myself. I adjusted my white hat and moved to the most inconspicuous spot, trying

like attending social engagements and dealing with the

Alphas went to talk to him. Even though he was nice, Warren didn't seem very friendly. And after some of them noticed his implicit hostility, they gradually left him alone.

met Warren at the reception party last time, I felt that he had recoiled back to his old

of his friends. All his joy, anger, and sadness were no longer hidden in his heart. He was completely tamed by Flora to be

to have reverted to 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

downcast as

by my foolish behavior, I gave my mask an embarrassed