The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Crystal's POV:

Rufus was still deep in slumber by the time his temperature returned to normal. Then he began to talk in his sleep. I drew even closer to him, but I couldn't make out the words clearly. I thought I heard him say, "Who are you?"

I touched his forehead to make sure that he wasn't incurring another fever.

"Is Rufus dreaming of you?" Yana asked curiously.

I hesitated for a brief moment. "No way. If he dreams of me, it would be a nightmare. But he looks calm right now."

more scars I hadn't seen before. What the hell had happened to him in the last five years? Had

and gently traced them with my fingers, sighing to

one simple wish in this life, and that was for Rufus and our children to always be healthy and safe. But now, it seemed that Rufus' position as the supreme leader of the werewolf race didn't do much; he was

to eat. Since Rufus still hadn't fully recovered yet, I left my clothes on his body. No one was here to see

wandered around the cave naked and found an ideal piece of stone. With a bit of witchcraft, I smoothed its surface and

the fire, then fetched some water and set it on the pot. I put the fish in first, and then added the mushrooms. The mountain spring water was cool and sweet, adding a refreshing element to the dish. S~ᴇaʀᴄh

a wooden spoon to stir the soup with. Once it was cooked and cooled down, I carefully fed Rufus. I ate some myself,

howled louder as I finished my meager meal. I collected the dry straw scattered at the entrance of the cave and put them under Rufus, hoping that it would help to keep him warm. Rufus

wake up! Rufus is rousing." Yana was hopping anxiously in

my eyes open and found myself in Rufus' arms. He furrowed his brows and let out a groan. His hand twitched inside mine. He was going to