The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Crystal's POV:

Wasting no time, I lunged at the she-wolf in the pink mask. To her credit, she fought back fiercely. Whatever she lacked in her moves, she made up for in her strength and agility. Thanks to her small stature, she was able to dodge my attacks easily.

For a while, neither of us gained the upper hand.

Then, all of a sudden, she grabbed my hat and wig and tore them off me. "So!" she cried out. "You're a she-wolf, huh? Where the hell is Crane? What did you do to him?"

I didn't bother answering her and just focused on the task at hand. I drew closer to her, desperate to take her down as soon as possible.

Just then, out of the corner of my eye, I caught sight of Arron trying to sneak toward the door.

I needed to stop him before he got lost again. "Arron honey, just stay put!" sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

My son froze, looking stunned. Then he flung his mask away and revealed his adorable little face. "Mommy! Is it really you, Mommy?"

"That's right. Mommy is here to pick you up." Even as I talked to Arron, I continued sparring with the she-wolf.

energized by my presence, as he grabbed a stool

to land a punch on me, but it didn't connect. "You are this brat's mother?" she

glare. She rushed at me, but I intercepted her

only to be drowned out by the she-wolf's piercing scream. Arron picked up the stool again and

she-wolf was quick this time. She kicked him away before he could do anything to her. "You wretched bastard!

when I heard this, and I kicked the she -wolf's shin, sending her kneeling on the ground. "You

son, of course!

to fix me a ferocious glare. "Do you really think you can save him all by yourself? The

came prepared, bitch. I am curious, though. I'd like to

she-wolf had the

and see, shall we? We aren't the type to waste chattel that comes

you, you rascal! I should have known

by her snarls. He dropped the stool

to any more of the she-wolf's rants. I tied her up

she screamed when I was stuffing her mouth with rags. "This I promise you!" In the end, she was writhing on the ground like a worm,