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?"

and asked with a confused expression, "Is the

married soon, and I have happened to meet the mate designated to me by the Moon

to say something but stopped

fine. Maybe your sudden movement

that it didn't hurt so badly anymore. So I nodded indifferently and asked the doctor to leave. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ

for a while, I turned my gaze to Adela, who was standing by the bed, and calmly asked, "Did you hear what I

I am. I've been your admirer for a long time." My mother, who had been quiet for quite a while, abruptly

moment, and then replied, "I was unwell that day, so I left before the ball began and His Majesty

palms on the sides of her dress again. Every time she answered Mom's or my questions,

for some reason, her timid tone

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