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?"

with a confused expression, "Is the medicine not effective

and I have happened to meet the mate

like she wanted to say something but stopped after giving it

wound. "It's fine.

badly anymore. So I nodded indifferently and asked the

who was standing by the bed, and calmly asked,

for quite a while, abruptly asked Adela, "Since you came to

and then replied, "I was unwell that day, so I left before the ball began and His Majesty didn't get

answered Mom's or

for some reason, her timid tone

her over and over again last night, another apologetic wave of guilt toward her washed over me. Although I didn't feel the joy and expectation in my heart when I was in her company, as her mate, I would still take care of her till the end. I would protect her, cherish her, and fulfill all