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.

I started to bristle where

a way to remedy the situation. What if Rufus refused to marry me because of this? It had taken me so much effort to get to this point. There

access chapters of novels early and in the highest

"You may leave."

willing to marry me, right? Otherwise, he would have pursued

look out the window, his expression as cold as

door. I would have liked to spend more 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

and came to 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 a little desolate due to being unoccupied for a long

If I could, then I would be over the moon. If not,

admiring the decor and every single piece of ornament in place. They would belong to me one day, just like the king I had