The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Crystal's POV:

I knew from the look on Adela's face that she had misunderstood, but I didn't bother clarifying the matter. Because technically, Rufus was telling the truth.

Beryl had been conceived with Rufus' active participation. He just wasn't aware of it now that he had lost his memory.

Just then, a guard appeared and said, "The Queen Mother is looking for you, Miss Castillo. She said she had something to discuss with you."

Knowing that it would be awkward for her to stay after everything that had been said, Adela pounced on the opportunity and ran out of the kitchen like her life depended on it.

It reminded me yet again just why I adored Laura.

And so, Rufus and I were left by ourselves. He looked at me quietly, his eyes pensive. I didn't know what else to say, so I just stared back at him.

The atmosphere soon grew awkward, though not in an entirely bad way.

"Well, I should go now. Arron is..." I racked my brains for an excuse to leave. Since I had successfully stopped Adela's recent attempt to seduce Rufus, I had no reason to stay any longer.

come up with a plausible reason, Rufus spoke. "You are indeed targeting Adela. You don't

that he had seen through me. But I composed myself in the next second and managed a calm tone. "I just don't like seeing evil people getting away with their evil deeds, that's all.

just continued to study

almost feel his eyes boring through my mask and

was getting more and

with every

I swallowed

stutter "What, is there anything wrong with that? As the lycan king, you must marry a virtuous woman, not a cunning she-wolf who only spins lies and manipulates the people around her. That kind of queen is only going to mess up

my mask before I could stop myself. It was a good thing that my eyes

say something, but he kept his silence. His eyes

heavy

in the middle of a stand-off. And I suppose that was what it was. Neither of us wanted to break the silence, knowing that the one to break under the pressure first had

on for as long as I

to take it anymore, I helplessly threw my hands in the air. "Fine, I hate Adela, there, I said

raised an eyebrow. "I don't recall it being your business who I marry," he said in a deceptively