The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Adela's POV:

Faced with Rufus' question, I couldn't help but get flustered. His sharp gazed pierced right through me, sending a chill down my spine. Lying to the supreme lycan king was no different from committing suicide. I couldn't afford to make even the tiniest mistake on the most obscure detail.

After some thought, I decided it would be best to tell him the truth. I was quite bad at lying, and he would be able to uncover it easily.

"No, it wasn't me who helped you, Your Majesty. I simply found you under the cliff." I spoke in a hushed voice and observed Rufus' reaction through my lashes.

His face didn't change much; he had been frowning since I came in. Another wave of sadness washed over as I was reminded yet again that he didn't like me that much.

started to bristle where I sat. I

me because of this? It had taken me so much effort to get to this point. There was no way I

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"You may leave."

mean that he was still willing to marry me, right? Otherwise, he would have pursued the matter. I didn't have the courage to ponder it further. "Yes, Your Majesty," I answered cautiously. "Please

once, and then turned to look out the window, his expression as cold as

time with him, since such chances were few and far in between. But I knew I should cut my losses for today, or I might disgust Rufus. Anyway, he had promised to marry me, so there

the palace where Rufus had once lived. It had the most gorgeous garden that boasted of splendid blooms and other rare fauna. Clearly, no expense had been spared to develop the place. Even the steps were made of finest marble. Despite being

me. I wasn't sure whether I could stay in the same room Rufus had used. If I could, then I would be over the moon. If not, maybe I could plead

I looked around the palace, admiring the decor and every single piece of ornament in place. They would belong