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!

into fire, Arron gently tugged Crystal's sleeve and whispered, "Mommy, there were a lot of people surrounding me

say? Here, show me where

me 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 examined Arron's body in a swift, and when she was greeted with the bruises on his arms, her eyes

did so, still keeping my lips sealed. My mind was still surging on a wave of

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 had an inkling how women could be unpredictable, but

to check up on me." Arron snaked his arms

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

by how he phrased his statement, I could say he was a good boy. He didn't

having a mother and son moment while I stood there, watching; I felt like an intruder who wasn't supposed to see this private moment and couldn't fit into their picture. That

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

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 didn't see any reason why I shouldn't be the same towards

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

the same expression the little boy was wearing when he peeped at me. It seemed

said anything about apologizing to me? Why did she look away? Was it because of shame? Pride? Embarrassment? She should have been begging for my forgiveness, but