The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Crystal's POV:

"Is Rufus aware of this?" I asked.

Blair sighed. "He already knows. I'm guessing that he will take action soon. I'm afraid there won't be any peace to speak of in the coming days. You must be vigilant while you're in the imperial capital. You've been the Alpha of the border pack for five years, and the vampires hold a lot of grudges against you. Some of them might even be very familiar with your identity. If you're not careful, you might get exposed to Rufus."

"All right, I understand. I promise to be more careful."

After ending the call, I walked back to look for my son. He was squatting on a patch of grass and playing with mud.

I called out his name, and Arron scampered toward me and clutched my hand. "Where have you been, Mommy? I've been waiting for you for a long time."

I bent over and picked him up. "Mommy had to take a call. Let's head back, shall we? Mommy will make you some cookies."

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my son and prepared to go to the kindergarten alone. Arron knew that Beryl was also at the school, and he made no effort to hide his envy. He followed close behind

guilt that pierced my heart. "I'm so sorry, Baby. I can't take you to the kindergarten for the time being. Just give Mommy a few days, okay? Once I get rid of the problems, I'll take you to see your

was clever enough not to ask me what I meant. He simply nodded in complete faith.

face. "Listen, sweetheart. If you feel sad or bored, you

subordinate. He had often played with Arron back when we were in the border

Mommy. Hurry up, or you'll be late." Arron pushed me to the door with his stubby little

at my watch, hurriedly gathered my purse and

school, I had to take a moment to calm my anxiety and before walking into the classroom. Today was

I only had ten students in my class, so it wasn't too tiring. They were very obedient and well-behaved, too, which

desk and looking out the window with a melancholy expression. While the other children happily played together, she kept

walked around the teacher's table and approached my daughter. "Hey there, Baby Beryl. Is anything wrong? I get the feeling