The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Crystal's POV:

I was so pissed off. Obviously, Rufus was deliberately picking on me. He wanted to embarrass me in front of everyone, and there was nothing I could do about it. After all, he was the supreme lycan king!

Many Alphas were staring at me, hoping to glean my deepest, darkest secrets. I suddenly regretted paying the extra tax-I should've just paid the bare minimum! I thought I could share some of the financial burden with Rufus, but my thoughtfulness turned out to be my downfall.

I quickly calmed down, organized my thoughts, and spoke about my experience as Alpha confidently.

"Truth be told, there is really no secret to being a good Alpha. I just managed the pack by maximizing its geographical features. Once people learn how to utilize their resources, the economy will naturally be stimulated."

After saying that, I glanced at the man beside me. He raised his eyebrows, urging me to continue.

talk about my life at the border

with me. Before leaving the stage, I shook hands with Rufus and pecked him on the cheek as a sign of respect. Fortunately, I was wearing a mask. Otherwise, everyone would've seen how livid I was at that moment. The moment we touched, the

pulled away from him. I needed to escape from

patted me on the back, chuckled and whispered

who had already stood up straight. He wasn't looking at me anymore, and his expression was cold. I

did he mean by that? Did he recall something? Otherwise, how could he say such cryptic words? Panic began to overwhelm me. As long as Rufus recalled anything about me, the black thorns on his back would resurface,

once. If the black

standing in the crowd in a trance like a lost

attend the banquet in the palace. I went back to the palace with a group of