The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Crystal's POV:

I suppressed a chuckle, my hand gently pressing against Rufus' chest as I tried to maintain a serious expression. "I'm going to take a bath. Get out of here," I said solemnly.

"Wait, there is no hurry."

Rufus turned around with a mischievous grin, filling the bathtub with water before returning with a set of pajamas and a bottle of essential oil in his hands. "Do you want some petals?" he asked, presenting a small bag of dried flowers.

I nodded, my eyes scanning the bag. "I prefer the lily's scent," I replied.

Rufus chuckled, carefully selecting lilies from the bag and sprinkling them into the pool of water. The room soon filled with a captivating fragrance as the petals floated on the surface, dots of color in the water. Gently, Rufus hoisted me up and gently placed me on the rustic wooden stool next to the bathtub. He carefully positioned the wheelchair to the side, ensuring it was out of the way.

"Are you sure you can wash yourself?" Rufus asked, his concern palpable as he lingered by my side. His worries didn't ease until he had meticulously prepared everything to assist me.

A wave of warmth washed over me. I was touched by Rufus's unwavering support. I mustered a smile and gently pushed his hand away, saying, "You should leave now. The water is starting to cool." "Call me if you need anything. I'll wait for you

outside," Rufus reassured me, his hand brushing softly against my head before he departed.

I stared at the closed door, lost in thought for a moment, my fingers absently tracing the delicate necklace adorning my neck.

insisted I keep it on, a tangible reminder of his

deeply, rising to my feet and shedding my clothes with deliberate care. Slowly, I stepped into the warm embrace of the bathtub, the water curling around my

rejuvenated me, suffusing my senses with

my attire once again, I steeled myself and attempted to move independently. I took slow, measured steps, despite the

succeeded despite my

over me as I realized the efficacy of the rehabilitation process. Furthermore, as a werewolf, my inherent regenerative abilities granted assured me that I could already walk slowly. I'd noticed a swift surge

arduous

I would make a complete recovery. en.FindNovels.net Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the

watchfulness, I decided

my plans, he might deploy additional covert guards to

point as he would surely find out

cautiously settled back into

out

the room. The only sound that broke the silence was the rhythmic ticking of the

against the wall. en.FindNovels.net

across the room, surveying the area to assure myself of Rufus'

room was

"Rufus?"

the door ajar, only to