The Lycan King's Fate Calling

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Crystal was being tortured, not just by one, but by three different kinds of power. Her veins stood out on the back of her hands, and her body continued to burn.

I carried her back to the bed and prepared a basin of water to wipe her with. I needed to get her temperature down first.

No medicine could help her, and from what I had just seen, the painkillers didn't do much, either.

If Crystal's fever continued much longer, her body might burn to ashes before it could explode.

Towels were changed one after another, the basin emptied and refilled repeatedly. The blood curse was so potent that several towels caught sparks of flames as soon as they made contact with her skin. I couldn't even imagine the pain Crystal must be going through.

were cleaned,

and my heart ached. I didn't even understand why I was reacting like that, but I was adamant about not letting her die. I refused

her face in a loving caress. I didn't know what else to do.

of no use at this time. I just wish I could be the

will hunt him down and chop him into

violent tendencies began to stir in the pit of my stomach, and the desire to destroy kept building and building

witch on the bed must have really cast a spell on me. Why else would I dream about her again and again? And every time I was in her presence, I felt... oddly

towel away and

should get better soon and take advantage of the fine weather. And Arron. You

wake up, I will grant you your freedom. I will never restrain you again. You can return to the border pack if that is what you want. I know you cherish your freedom.

let out a self-derisive chuckle. I didn't even know what I was trying to accomplish, but I felt a tug at my heart with every sentence I said. And when I spoke of setting Crystal free, I felt

over me.