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.

then?" I let out a cackle in my head, which

much that

room. She had changed 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 just never gave up, did she? Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website

lot of delicious snacks here." Adela walked to the table

lap, Beryl glanced

my throat and said, "Beryl

All right." To her credit,

out a palm-sized rattle from her pocket and held it up to my daughter. "Look, Beryl. It makes a fun sound when you shake it like this.

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

enough, Beryl

from Adela. She haughtily closed her eyes and declared, "I'm, five years old, ma'am. I don't play with that kind of toy anymore.

flashed in her eyes for a brief

her with disdain. This fake wannabe was really a

prepared your favorite mango cheesecake and salty biscuits in the kitchen. Do you want to have a look?" Beryl immediately lit up. "Mango cheesecake! Yes!

off Rufus' lap and waddled

my hand in