The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Laura's POV:

My son was lying on the bed with a pale face while the doctor was tending his wound. This had been the worst injury he had ever suffered since he took office.

I glanced worriedly at the horrible cut on his chest and asked the doctor again, "How long will it take for his wound to heal?"

While bandaging my son, the doctor answered respectfully, "Fortunately, someone had already treated the wound and applied herbs on it in time, which stopped the wound from worsening. Now it's only a matter of time before it heals."

I was relieved to hear this. "That's good."

The wound is not that deep. I will recover soon." Rufus comforted me with a smile. But the next

must work less while you're

help but feel bitter in my heart. Ethan was the same when he was the lycan king. The most important thing for him was always rendering his service to the people as their leader. He almost ignored his own health. In the end, his body had

he lost his memory, he would listen to Crystal. Now that he didn't remember anything, he

I'm doing," he reassured,

at Rufus, complaining, "You're a grown up, and

talked about the vampires his demeanor changed drastically for the worst. "I didn't expect that the Alpha of the Cherry Bay Pack had already been killed by the vampires. What was more, his corpse was turned into a puppet by a

so badly injured?" I didn't understand. My son is

them was crafted from the blood of a witch mixed with the blood of a vampire. It was the magic with the same strong deterrent effect on a werewolf as a silver bullet," Rufus said in a low