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."

understand how he got seriously injured. I sat up and stared at his back. There were several more scars I hadn't seen before. What the hell had happened to him

back and gently traced them with my fingers,

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 still

to prepare something to eat. Since Rufus still hadn't fully recovered yet, I left my clothes on his body.

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

in first, and then added the mushrooms. The mountain spring

stir the soup with. Once it was cooked

that it would help to keep him warm. Rufus was still fast asleep. I sat next to him and dozed off. The next thing I knew, Yana was urgently telling me

up! Rufus is rousing." Yana was hopping anxiously

furrowed his brows and let out a groan. His hand twitched inside mine. He was going to wake up any second now. I scrambled out of his