The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Lucy's POV:

No sunshine ever reached the remote palace all year round. I tossed the wet clothes into the basket as I gazed out at Firman through the ivy covered banister of the porch. He had been fine this morning before he went to school, but he had been avoiding me since his return.

"Firman, come here," I couldn't help but wave him over.

He glanced at me briefly before ducking his head. He then trudged toward me as though his shoes were made of lead.

I reached out and touched his forehead. His temperature was normal, and there seemed to be nothing wrong with his face.

"What's the problem, Mom?" Firman muttered under his breath.

Noticing the way he was dodging my eyes, I grabbed his wrist and pulled up his sleeve.

He tried to struggle against me, but in the end, he simply turned away.

Just as I had expected, there were two large bruises marring his skin. I could tell from the color that whoever had done this had used a lot of force.

I was immediately upset, but my distress soon gave way to rage.

what happened?" I demanded. "Who hurt

to look at me. He stubbornly pursed his lips, and a familiar stubborn edge appeared in his eyes. It was very similar to

my harsh

didn't mean to scold you. I was just worried." I got down on my haunches

embrace. He buried his face

pained as I was on his behalf, I also hated to see him acting so

now? Come on, don't be afraid. If you say nothing, no one will

his silence. After a long while,

back and raised his head so that I could look him in the

clear and innocent, without

to repeat the mantra I'd been drilling into him since he was little. "Remember the people who have wronged you and take revenge on them in

but you will make them pay tenfold!" I bit out through

Firman's eyes, and knew that he did not understand what I meant. Nevertheless, he mumbled

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asked with

they want. Will they ever respect me?" smiled. "You will understand as you grow

walked out of the hall and headed to a rusty door nestled alongside a shabby corridor. I took out a key,