The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Crystal's POV:

Adela fell two steps back, the expression on her face tight and awkward. "Well, then. I'll go and change my clothes."

She dashed out the door without a backward glance.

Rufus said nothing and continued to cuddle Beryl, coaxing his little girl out of her sulk.

Thinking that something like this might happen again, I decided to offer some explanation. "Beryl has rhinitis and doesn't like particularly sharp and strong smells. She especially hates the smell of jasmine."

"I see." Rufus raised his head to shoot me a cold look.

I touched my nose and averted my eyes, unsure of what to do next. He had been aloof toward me since his recent return. Usually, he would pick on me and mess with me. Now, he didn't even say a single word more than that was necessary.

I ducked my head, feeling dejected. Was he really going to break our bond and marry Adela?

"Don't think too much. Your relationship with him is already long gone." Of course, Yana would pop out only to rub salt on my wound. It didn't help at all.

"You're right," I sighed inwardly.

her tongue. "If you honestly think I'm right, then you wouldn't look like the world is ending. Cheer up and be on guard. Don't forget that Rufus

laugh, then?" I let out a

that she instantly blocked

her clothes, and the scent she had been wearing earlier was gone as well. It seemed that she had retouched her makeup, though. I had to admit, she was more of a fighter than I was. She

I have a lot of delicious snacks here." Adela walked to the

glanced

my throat and said,

right." To her

to the bed and crouched in front of Beryl. Then, she took out a palm-sized rattle from her pocket and held it up to my daughter. "Look, Beryl. It makes

playing with baby toys when she was just three months old. Was this she-wolf really that stupid, or did she

enough, Beryl turned

"I'm, five years old, ma'am. I don't play with that kind of

malice flashed in her eyes for a brief second, but

disdain. This fake wannabe was

but I cut her off without hesitation. "Beryl, I've prepared your favorite mango cheesecake and

jumped off Rufus' lap and waddled

my hand in