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.

an eternity. I started to bristle where I sat. I didn't know if my answer had

of this? It had taken me

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"You may leave."

and I spoke at the same time. I looked up at him, feeling a little relieved. Surely, that 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 have a good

and then turned to 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

out of the lycan king's palace 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 same room Rufus had used. If I could, then I would be over the moon. If not, maybe I could plead with him later. I was sure he would agree. I

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