The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Rufus' POV:

Afraid that I might not believe him, Arron repeated himself stubbornly. "I'm telling the truth. My mommy is not ugly."

I smiled. "I know. Your mommy is not ugly. Otherwise, she wouldn't have given birth to such cute children as Beryl and you."

Arron seemed satisfied with my response, because he then broke into a smile. Although his face was haphazardly wrapped in bandages, I could still see the smile on his face. For some reason, this made me feel better. Maybe in every child's eyes, their mother was the most beautiful. Or maybe Crystal really was beautiful before she was disfigured. However, they say that the eyes are the window to the soul. Crystal's eyes were beautiful, and even if she had a common face, nothing could conceal the brightness in her eyes. My curiosity was piqued. "Can you tell me what your mommy looks like?"

Arron thought about it carefully and then said, "Her shiny eyes are like pearls, her smile is like a rainbow, and her face is neither round nor long-it's just right. Most importantly, Mommy has a very nice scent and her hugs are the best."

"Well, I can't wait for the day I

Arron nodded vigorously. "Good!"

did I notice that there were tears in his trousers, revealing the bruises on his

one of the guards to call a doctor. Then I was about

deal. I

of me, toting the stray scarf in his hands. He wore a determined expression, but his cheeks were so round that he looked more

had raised the two children well. Although Beryl was a little naughty, she was smarter than other children. Arron,

the poor little boy who was hobbling in

his cheek, and said gently, "When you have to be brave, then be brave. But when there's no need to

didn't say anything. He just stared at me