The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Lucy's POV:

I fixed my eyes on Crystal as she paused for a brief second before taking a few more steps forward. She didn't respond to the name I had just called. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FindNʘᴠᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

She kept walking until she was about to exit the winding gallery, and then she turned to look at me.

"Who were you calling just now?"

Crystal's eyes flashed with surprise behind her mask, and her tone was curious. She almost fooled me.

I mustered a faint smile. "Oh, I called you the wrong name by accident. It's just you suddenly reminded me of an old acquaintance."

"An old friend of yours?" Crystal asked with mild interest.

"Not a friend." My smile widened, and I stared straight into her eyes as I added, "An enemy."

Crystal's expression turned awkward and somewhat apologetic. "I see, I apologize. I shouldn't have pressed you to dig up some bad memories."

I shook my head. "I'm the one who should apologize.

I didn't mean to call you by the wrong name. It's just that your figure is so similar to hers, and I uttered her name without thinking. I hope you don't mind."

Well, if there's nothing else, I'll take my

"Sure, bye."

into the distance, my smile still in place. As soon as she was out of sight, my face

test of mine had just

indeed Sylvia, Rufus'

at that precise moment was what gave

tightened around

alive. She was supposed to have been executed after committing such a heinous crime! Not only was she alive, but she had been living a good

the floor in a

most despicable person I had ever known. And yet, Rufus loved her, and many people rallied to protect her. She had somehow managed to fake her death and cover her tracks. Just as I was about to let my fury loose, I felt a pair of tiny

"What's wrong, Mom?"

jolted back to my senses to see Firman's worried face

and reached out to stroke his hair. "Mom

his head, and then shot me a

is it?" I

did you ask me to come?" my boy murmured through pursed lips. "I didn't make those desserts at all. You

lustrous hair. His hair felt like the softest silk, and I

just wanted to

you, Firman. You