The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Crystal's POV:

I followed the pink-masked clown to their employee room and was greeted with the sight of Arron's face as soon as I pushed the door open. I was ecstatic inside, but I didn't dare show it on my face. I forcefully subdued my feelings and just stared at him blankly.

Arron looked unharmed and safe, but the she-wolf's lingering hand on his face made my stomach twist uncomfortably.

"What are you staring at?" The pink-masked clown glared at me and placed the mask back on Arron's face. Impatience laced her voice as she asked, "What the hell are you doing here? Didn't I tell you to leave?"

Arron also shifted his gaze to me. The mask was too big for the little boy, so it hung loose on his face. He had to use his hands to hold the small strings that dangled on both sides of his ears.

I remained quiet and began thinking about a strategy. The pink-masked clown's hand remained on Arron's neck, so I didn't dare to use force, fearing she might hurt my boy.

the pink-masked clown asked in

and felt angrier at the pink-masked clown. I took two steps into the room. I couldn't mimic another person's voice, firstly because I had never learned the skill

I was silent for a long time, the clown fell into deep thought. I didn't know what was running through her mind. Suddenly, she dropped the pitch of her voice, and said in a sweet

sexual

the clown wasn't paying attention, I would grab the chance to snatch Arron

said, "Don't get angry. I've been very busy lately and haven't been in the mood for

still kept quiet, waiting for an

tried to push away my impulse to rush to him and hug

against mine and began to run her hands over me. "If you want me now, I'm willing to

sneered. It turned out that she also considered

something. Don't stay angry with me anymore." The clown pouted and jiggled my hand. Then she squeezed my arm, looking baffled. "Why have

arm away, covered my mouth, and coughed

shoulder blades. "You still haven't recovered from