The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Crystal's POV:

'What did it say?" Rufus asked, turning serious now. "I deleted it," I lied without missing a beat.

That message was calling me out by my original name. Rufus must not see it, no matter what, or things would only get even more complicated.

"Do you still remember what it said?" Rufus frowned, his eyes never leaving my face.

I nodded. "I didn't recognize the number, and I have no idea who the sender might be. But whoever it was, they knew my name and made some threats. They even mentioned Beryl."

"Do you think you can recall the phone number?" Rufus asked, never doubting my words for one second. "I can have someone trace its IP address."

"Yes, I remember." I had pored over that message repeatedly last night, unable to sleep. Naturally, I had come to memorize the cursed number.

I cited the numbers without batting an eye, only for Rufus to hold up his hand. "Too fast, I didn't catch it." "Huh?" I frowned in confusion. This man had a photographic memory. How could he have missed a short series of digits?

Nonplussed, Rufus took out his phone and handed it to me. "Add me on your contact list and send me the number."

at a loss. What was he up to? But our priority was to find Beryl, so I quickly swapped our contact details on our phones and sent him the

faced me again, we finally had results. "The

spoke, and I knew that I

there right now." Without a moment to lose, Rufus barked at his men, and we

foreboding aura, just

veil of mist seemed to hover among the branches. Rufus divided his men into several groups before sending them

was left with Rufus. We walked side by

strode straight into a certain direction

sky turned darker, and the ground beneath us was covered with thick moss so green, it was almost

and vines intertwined on massive tree trunks in

forest, I was still as creeped out as any newcomer

Rufus. Sure enough, he was calm and focused, like he already

around us became more familiar. I didn't realize until then that Rufus had brought us to

prominent tree, and I recognized it immediately. This was how Laura and I

me and said, "Beryl

trailed behind him.