The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Rufus' POV:

The child looked so pitiful. The bandage on his face was loosened, his cheek was swollen and red, and his bare arm was covered in pinch marks.

I was already in a bad mood, and when seeing this, I felt like killing someone.

There were five she-wolves surrounding the child. The one in the lead had very short hair and was bizarrely dressed. She was wearing a bunch of metal jewelry all over a frumpy black dress. She looked like a free-thinker, but in fact, she bullied the weak and feared the strong. Otherwise, why did she tremble violently as soon as she saw me?

I took the child's hand and pulled him towards me, and then ordered the five she-wolves to kneel down and apologize to the child.

The she-wolves didn't dare to refuse. They all fell to their knees and apologized to Arron profusely.

To my surprise, Arron didn't accept their apology. He was such a little boy and his voice was very childish, but he was quite articulate.

should apologize to my mommy, not me. You hurt her favorite baby and you said bad things about her. You said that my

heard that. How dare

exchanged anxious glances, and no one was

exile." I looked coldly at the she-wolves kneeling on the ground, and the anger in my heart kept brewing. I was furious at the thought of these she-wolves' belittling of Crystal. After all, it was my father who selected

did the she-wolves realize the gravity of the situation. They apologized to Arron profusely, "We're sorry. We shouldn't have said that about your mommy. Please forgive

out his lower lip and looked at them stubbornly. "Do you really mean

we mean it. Your mommy is the most beautiful person in the world, and you're her beautiful baby." The she-wolves smiled at the child flatteringly. Although they kept apologizing, I knew that they didn't really mean it. There was still undisguised pride and

Arron also noticed it, though he didn't point it out

stood in front of Arron protectively. I sneered at the she-wolves kneeling on the ground and said, "It's too late to apologize now. Tell your fathers to come see me

so scared that they cried out and

wails, so I waved my hand

were gone, I squatted down, picked up the dirty scarf, patted the dust