The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Crystal's POV:

Stunned by my son's question, I hesitantly rubbed the invitation. Flora's words then rang in my head. The real purpose of this event was to choose a future queen for Rufus. Since that was the case, then it would be better if I didn't attend. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

After all, I was already ready to leave and return to the border pack, so there was no need for me to be there.

Finally, I put down the invitation with a smile and said to Arron, "No, I won't go."

Rufus should have his own life. And besides, this invitation was invalid after all. Since I hadn't received the formal invitation, Laura probably didn't want me to be there. Arron asked with disappointment, "Why? Mommy, why won't you go? Everyone will go to the ball. Mommy, you must be the most beautiful one in the party."

Arron's dissatisfaction caught my eye, and I must admit, it startled me a little. He seldom asked me to do anything. Had Beryl said something to him?

I stood up and walked over to him, squatting down and keeping my eyes intently at him. "Arron, can you tell Mommy why you want me to go to the ball?"

my question right

his big eyes for a

hesitating, so I didn't press him and just

a long silence, saying timidly, "Because Beryl said I'll run into my dad at the ball. She thinks you two would be great together

amused, not expecting that Beryl would have such an idea. I guessed she must have heard something from Laura. Otherwise, how could she even thought of that? "Mommy, is Beryl telling the truth?

mouth but didn't know how to explain it to

to see Daddy, it won't change anything." Arron lowered his head and planted

Beryl referred to is not your father. She's mistaken. You know Beryl was hit on the head and couldn't remember anything, right? The doctor said that Beryl couldn't be stimulated now, so he naturally asked that person to cooperate by pretending to be Beryl's

picked up the knife and fork and

touched his head, I couldn't help but

for it by taking him out downtown all day. There were no bandages on him; only a cap and a scarf. No one could see his face clearly without getting close to

was not a coastal city, so he never had the chance to see any sea animals there. The little

Together, he and I went shopping. Every time I had something delicious, I would think of Beryl. The