The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Crystal's POV:

Rufus' imitation skills had been excellent, and our little encounter went through without a hitch.

I patted his shoulder and nodded at him in amazement. "Impressive. The Lycan King is truly talented. I never imagined you to have mastered voice imitation, of all things!"

His lips curled into a smile. "It's just a trick of the sound. I won't be able to fool anyone in close proximity."

"Still, very impressive." I pressed my lips together, feeling somewhat salty at Rufus' talents. The man was capable of anything! There seemed to be nothing he couldn't do, and even the most monumental tasks ended up being a walk in the park with him by my side.

Even now, if he hadn't offered his help, I would probably still searching aimlessly for my son, all caught up in a frenzy to think logically.

"Even if you weren't a king, I'm sure you would have made a successful businessman, or a scientist, even," I found myself muttering in a sullen tone. "You're so intelligent, after all. You learn almost anything in no time."

Rufus chuckled and patted my head. "All right, enough of that. Let's hurry to the meeting place."

box." I popped the lid closed and lifted the box, surprised at how heavy it was. Why did Lee even need so many

the box from me and kicked the

the location, so we couldn't take the

and all that filled

to the back door. The building's emergency exits seemed to

people around, and Rufus and I were in costumes-practically the staffs uniform-so we didn't attract any

for a bit,

someone with a

his trail, knowing that he was bound to lead us to the blasted freight

down. The doors opened straight to the back door, which we learned was used to transport kitchen

at my sleeve and nodded in a certain

large, yellow trash bins standing in a row. And beyond that

over, don't say anything," Rufus whispered as he led the way. "I'll

him when I noticed

wearing a similar clown mask. Even with