The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Rufus' POV:

The girl's presence immediately calmed my pouncing head. Even my soul felt warm just by having her close.

A faint voice inside my head told me that it was time to wake up.

And so, I opened my eyes, only to flinch and squint from the bright light that flooded the room. It took me a while to finally get adjusted and take in my surroundings.

The clock on the wall said that it was just a little after eight in the morning. I had no idea how it happened, but I was back in my former palace. Despite my slight confusion, I felt refreshed and at peace for the first time in as long as I could remember.

A soft, rustling sound broke through my thoughts, and I turned to see a petite woman sleeping soundly next to me. I must have disturbed her when I'd moved earlier. She had her back to me as she burrowed deeper into the blankets. It was an adorable sight, one that I wouldn't mind seeing every morning.

I basked in the knowledge that this she-wolf was my wife.

And then the confusion washed over me again. Did I ever have a wife?

Deep in my heart, I had this sincerity that I had a mate whom I loved deeply. We had been married for several years, and were utterly devoted to each other.

I leaned over and turned her toward me, desperate to see her face. But all her features blurred in my vision.

realize that I was

didn't feel foreign to me at all. It terrified me a little. The remaining sense in me urged me to wake up and end this illusion, but then the

"Rufus."

she nuzzled her head against my chest. That sweet, familiar scent instantly came over

wasn't a dream at

not to think too much, at least not now. Instead, I took her face in my hands and kissed her. The touch of her tongue against mine immediately lit me on fire. It was a wonderful sensation, and all téo familiar, as

for one brief moment, but she soon kissed me back

wasn't nearly

my chest. "You're doing it again," she said in a cute, begrudging voice. "Once

words seemed to

in me, and before

to crush her. And I did feel that impulse, to crush her against

"Why

Rufus? Are you

leg and hooked it around my waist. I acted on reflex, pulling her by the waist

nothing between

lump in my throat and