The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Rufus' POV:

Crystal carefully concealed the meticulously crafted origami bears beneath a plush pillow, as if they were precious jewels. But to her dismay, as soon as she reclined, the bear limbs lay in tatters. She scowled and wept. "They're ruined."

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I gingerly rubbed my forehead, resigned to the fact that I had no other choice but to tuck the crumpled creations into a storage box. "I'll fold some for you again."

Crystal's face lit up like a lantern, her eyes wide and earnest as she gushed, "You're so kind! I want one hundred more! They'll look beautiful on my shelf! And let's make them with colorful paper!"

I gasped for breath, my words caught in my throat. "Don't worry. It's a simple task. I'll hand them over to you tomorrow."

One hundred of them? No problem. It was a mere origami folded into the shape of a bear. As the lycan king, was it not within my capabilities?

took the medicine and helped her swallow

the murky black liquid. "Can I not drink it?" Her eyes sparkled as she made her humble request. "No, you can't. You will recover

the unappetizing appearance, Crystal vigorously shook her head and grabbed the bowl of medicine. "I'll chug it all down in one go," she declared boldly, hands balled into tiny fists. After she spoke, she hastily swallowed

mouth, reassuring her, "The sweetness of

pitifully,

forgot to ask, how many years younger is Bery than Arron?" "They're twins. They are the same age," I replied, wiping her

see Beryl?" Crystal asked, her eyes searching for

a moment, hands growing still. I felt uncertain about how to

Crystal. Finally, I said, "You can visit her in a few days. She cries a lot. She

to connect with the children. I'm afraid they'll be sad. In fact, I felt uneasy earlier. Thankfully, Arron didn't pick

where she displayed the proficiency of her acting skills. With

the entertainment industry. I could even win prestigious awards in the film industry." Crystal misinterpreted my words and began daydreaming,

feeling uneasy

beauty being exposed to others. I intervened, "It's unnecessary. You're very