The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Rufus' POV:

Just when I was about to satisfy my curiosity, the door of the lounge opened with a bang. It caught my attention; I turned my head towards the intruder, the one who cut my momentum short. "Stop!"

Crystal crossed our distance and managed to catch my hand just in time before I totally removed the bandages from Arron's face.

Then she rushed over to the other side and grabbed Arron away from my reach. She held him tightly in her arms and shot at me the deadliest glare she could muster. "What the hell were you trying to do to him?"

How she acted and how blurred the previous scene was baffled me altogether. But I gathered myself. "Arron is injured. I'm just checking on him. What's wrong with that?"

However, Crystal snapped at me. "Arron is my child. Whatever happens to him is none of your business."

She seemed to be forgetting her place, raising her voice at me. Besides, she knew nothing of what transpired before she got into the picture. That irked me. I was getting riled up inside. What was worse, the way she was holding Arron protectively and away from me suggested as though I was close to hurting her son. I was just concerned, that was all!

"Do you even have the slightest idea what's going on here? Do you really think I would hurt him?" I mirrored the glare that sparked from Crystal's eyes. Wherever I looked, this situation and her being unnecessarily protective were just absurd and exasperating. What an ingrate she was!

were a lot of people surrounding me earlier.

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taking Arron's bandages off, impossibly switched her persona in a split second. What was now plastered across her face was a mother's worry. She

gaze from them as she did so, still keeping my lips sealed. My mind was still surging on

what buttons to push. Not only did she run away at the ball, now she also got herself into an argument with me without knowing what my intentions were towards her son. I

it's okay. It doesn't hurt anymore. He had asked the doctor to check up on me." Arron snaked his arms around Crystal's neck

said softly, "I'm sorry, Arron. I should've been there; I should've found

around." Judging by how he phrased his statement, I could say he was a good boy. He didn't mention anything about the people who really hurt him. He instead

them a bleak look. Imagine them having a mother and son moment while I stood there, watching; I felt like an intruder who wasn't supposed to see

I was still there, he turned his head towards where I stood. An innocent smile cracked on his lips as he fluttered his lashes. He then looked proudly at his mom. "Mommy, you know what? Those bad people were

somehow allayed the anger that was churning inside me, but I didn't let it show on my face. Doing so would mean I had let Crystal get the upper hand again this time. She was rude to me, and I

lowered it as soon as she recognized my cold stare. So, that was it? She was now acting like nothing happened. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to

exactly the same expression the little boy was wearing when he peeped at me. It seemed that the apple really didn't fall far from

me? Why did she look away? Was it because of shame? Pride? Embarrassment? She should have