The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Rufus' POV:

Through the crack in the door, I spotted Crystal rushing away. For some reason, my chest felt constricted.

I reflexively touched the bandage that covered my wound, thinking that perhaps the pain was a result of my injury.

Mom asked me in a surprised voice, "Get married? Are you sure you want to be so hasty about it?"

Just as I was about to answer affirmatively, the dull pain returned to my chest, and it was even worse than the last time. I felt as if a needle had suddenly been plunged into my wound. So my hand automatically flew to my heart.

I called back the doctor who was getting ready to leave. "Don't go yet. Come and check if my chest wound is inflamed or something. Why does it keep paining?"

asked with a confused expression, "Is the

wound. Meanwhile, I turned my attention to my mother and said, "Now that I'm supposed to get married soon, and I have happened to meet the mate designated to me by the Moon

me speechlessly. She looked like she wanted to say something but

my wound. "It's fine. Maybe

it didn't hurt so badly anymore. So I nodded indifferently and asked the doctor to leave. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ

bed, and calmly asked, "Did you hear what I just said? Are

been your admirer for a long time." My mother, who had been quiet for quite a

was unwell that day, so I left before the ball began and

dress again. Every time she answered Mom's or my questions, she got an

reason, her timid

conversation with Mom. "Adela, is your body in any discomfort?" Thinking back to the unrestrained sex I had with her over and over again last night, another apologetic wave of guilt toward her washed over me. Although I didn't feel