The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Crystal's POV:

I was distracted by my ice cream, which I ate with gusto, when I suddenly felt a tug at my wrist.

Rufus was already standing beside me, my hand still firmly in his. "We should go and look around, dear. We finally got the chance to get out of the house. We shouldn't spend the entire day on this bench." No sooner had I nodded than I was being dragged forward by the man.

A booth caught my eye as we passed, and I stopped in my tracks, pulling Rufus to a halt as well. I gestured at the booth. "What do you suppose is going on over there? Why are there so many people?" Rufus took one glance at the booth and wordlessly led me there.

As we got closer, I realized that the people were crowding around a ring toss game. The booth keeper stood beside a mound of plushies, countless thin hoops adorning one of his arms. He bent over to retrieve the ring that had been successfully looped around one of the toys' head, and then handed the plushie to the eager customer.

It was a pretty simple and straightforward game, but everyone was inexplicable drawn to it.

My greedy eyes fell upon the two giant teddy bears sitting in the middle of the toy stash. Obviously, the booth keeper had put them on full display in order to attract more customers.

Both Arron and Beryl were fond of huge toys like these, and they would be thrilled if I gave them one each.

The other park goers seemed interested in the huge

bears as well, seeing as how they repeatedly tossed their hoops at them. Although several people just barely missed the bears' ears, no one was lucky enough to secure the toys.

I pursed my lips and grinned to myself, excitement already bubbling up inside me.

speak to the booth keeper, however, I heard Rufus speak beside me. "Here, give me a few hoops. Keep

to see him give some money to the booth keeper. Seemingly noticing my gaze, he flashed me a smile. "I'll help you with this. Arron and Beryl will

tall stack of hoops out of his arm to give to

Rufus. His shooting skills were excellent, and his sight had always been accurate. I

he suddenly threw a couple of hoops at once. He didn't

I was just about to make fun of him for his overconfidence

and saw a hoop spinning around the largest

darted around in search of the second hoop, and sure enough, it rested on the

blurted out, hugging Rufus

it felt like a bucket of cold water splashing over

back to my senses, I hastily stepped away and acted

to come up to us with the carefully

down his remaining hoops and

at me and

the bears and nuzzled against its furry face. When I looked up, I noticed the blase keeper's worried expression when he heard Rufus, so I just shook my

swr

and then out of the blue, he asked, "How did you

understatement. I paused as the realization hit me-I had never gone to an