The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Crystal's POV:

I remained among the crowd, awaiting word for Rufus'. If Rufus was returning to the imperial capital, as everyone had said, he would have to travel through here.

It was around dawn when I caught a glimpse of a convoy of cars making their way towards the city walls. It was Rufus' convoy.

Roughly twenty or thirty military vehicles led the way, covering and shielding the three black off-road vehicles in the center. I squeezed through the crowd and made my way to the front. Immediately, I spotted Rufus' car. There seemed to be someone else in it with him. I frowned and wished I could get a better look, but the car had already driven off.

The person must be one of Rufus' subordinates. I rubbed my head and tried not to think too much into it. Then I tailed the convoy and headed back to the imperial capital.

The convoy sped off and was quickly out of sight. But to my luck, I spotted a beat-up motorcycle on the side of the road and rode it all the way back. When I arrived at the imperial palace, it was almost noon. I rushed to Laura's palace, only to find no one there. She must have gone to Rufus' palace.

With that in mind, I made my way to the lycan king's palace but didn't go in. I merely asked a guard at the door about Rufus' condition.

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The doctor said that he would recover after

a sigh of relief and bid

before I could even turn around, he stopped me and asked enthusiastically, "Alpha, you're leaving already? Don't you need me to go inside

don't want you to bother the king. Let him have a good rest." I hurried to stop the guard from entering the palace to inform Laura and the others. There was no need for me to see them unless

head in confusion. "So you just came here to ask about the king's condition? Why don't

ask about him." I responded casually as if I didn't care. Meanwhile, my eyes kept wandering to the door of

to pretend

out of the palace while talking enthusiastically. They spoke of a she-wolf, claiming that this

find out it was me. But at the same time, I didn't want him to not know anything of my heroic act Although I knew it was best that he didn't know anything, I still couldn't help but expect him to

had always felt like a wretched creature hiding in the dark, desperately seeking

to his rescue. His wounds would have been

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