The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Laura's POV:

I froze, stunned by my son's words. Only then did I realize that Arron's face was no longer bandaged up. What was more, Rufus had carried the boy all the way here.

My son was no fool. He must have already had his suspicions the moment he saw Arron's face.

This was all my fault. I had been too caught up with my worries that I forgot about the bandage on Arron's face.

I had no way of knowing when Rufus had first seen Arron's face, or if Crystal was aware of it. If she had given him some sort of explanation, then I must tell the same story, or we would be exposed.

As I mused over this, I also realized that I had been too intimate with Arron just now. Anyone with eyes would have recognized that we had a special connection, let alone my cunning son.

"Is something the matter, Mom? You don't look well." Rufus fixed me with a worried look, as if he didn't care about the answer to his question at all. He painted the picture of a good and dutiful son. My mind was in a mess. I didn't want to lie to Rufus now that things had come to this, but at the same time, I refused to let him suffer the curse again.

the ointment you gave me last time? It worked wonders. Do you have

tried to change the topic again, but

question at hand. Arron looks so much like me. Is he my halfbrother or

he say such a thing? "What

Mom. I was

because Arron looks

possibly be mine, right? I don't remember having any relations with a she-wolf. Besides, Crystal..." Rufus

gave me a

"Unless, of

is something you're

me."

keeping something from you? Preposterous! You are the king. You can easily find out whatever it is you want to know. Why would I bother hiding anything from you? I would only be

the king. I just need to dispatch my men to look into the

the world. Arron is just a kid. His looks will change over time. He might look