The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Rufus' POV:

I paused, a little surprised by what I was seeing.

As far as I knew, I didn't have a mole like that. Had I simply never noticed? I thought about it long and hard, but I couldn't get a definite answer.

I seldom had to look at my back, I didn't have any reason to. But I was pretty sure I didn't bear this mole whatsoever.

I scowled. If it weren't for the burning sensation that came along with it, I wouldn't have cared for a second that a mole had magically appeared on my skin.

But just as suddenly as it had come, the burning pain vanished. If I didn't know any better, I would have thought that I was just imagining things.

I peered at the mole for a while more, but since I couldn't come up with any explanation, I dismissed it and put my shirt back on.

was doing the second button of my shirt, I heard

was in no mood to see anyone at the moment. My men were stationed outside, anyway, so I ignored the noise and continued to dress myself. Just then, however, Arron's sweet, childish voice

another illusion? I waited for a couple more seconds,

my coat, straightened my

find Arron surrounded by the guards,

a gentle voice, "I'm really sorry, but you cannot go in unless the king grants

eyes brimming with tears. "But Mommy

He raised his stubby little arms and reached for me, sobbing

moved, and I crouched in front of the boy. I gathered him in my arms and wiped his tears. "Yes, your mommy is inside. She is safe, just

see her? You're lying to me, aren't you? Mommy

little guy was rambling

in rapid succession until he choked and stumbled with his sentences. Amused, I stroked his back and picked him up. As I turned toward the door, it didn't escape me how

she was still hanging in limbo. I didn't want anyone to come and disturb her

I didn't

to deny Arron.