The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Crystal's POV:

Panic flashed across Lucy's face, but it was gone in the next second. She stared at me and moved her lips, though no word came out of her mouth.

For a brief moment, I thought she had forgotten to speak altogether.

She was just as foolish as they came, but she had developed a penchant for playing tricks.

"You weren't surprised to see my face, which means that you already know who I am. You were only pretending that one time in the garden with Adela." I scoffed and glared at her. If I gave in to my instincts and discarded reason, I would be dragging the bitch to face Rufus at this very moment.

Lucy swallowed audibly, but she still refused to give in. Instead, she seemed to have come to a decision, and was pretty confident in it. "That's right. I recognized you a long time ago. But, so what? You are a condemned sinner. You should be grateful I didn't report you the minute you stepped foot in the imperial palace. Yet here you are, picking a fight with me. Are you sure you want to do this, Crystal? Do you want everyone to know who you really are?" She was threatening me. I was disgusted by her utter lack of shame. Worse, she didn't seem inclined to tell me Arron's whereabouts at all.

I could no longer contain my rage. I landed a sound slap on her face before she could even blink. "You're still denying it, huh? I've learned that you're the only person who knows about the secret passage in my room. You're the only one who could have kidnapped my son!"

Lucy's hand went up to touch her reddened cheek, her expression turning vicious. She lunged at me and tried to hit me back, but I was quicker, grabbing her wrist in midair. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

idiot lover chose that time to join the scuffle and

hold myself back. I fought them with the same level of strength I usually used when dealing with vampires. My son had been kidnapped. I was barely keeping

in danger

saddled her, slapping her on both cheeks again and again. "Give me back

her ground. "I don't know where

off Lucy. I got back

and her cheeks were tender and swollen.

took a deep breath and told myself not to act too rashly, but the sight of Lucy and her pathetic

until her feet left the ground. "I will ask you one last time," I told Lucy. "Tell me where my

grip, and Rosa

go," Lucy cried out, her

back my son." I sneered at

squeezed the words out with much difficulty. Her face was already turning purple, and

faze me. "Think it