The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Crystal's POV:

The monster gradually emerged from the darkness, unveiling itself at a torturously measured pace. At first, I perceived a sullied tail and then the sight of its corpulent body followed.

Overwhelmed with joy, I cried out once more, "lan!" As the colossal tail, paired with a metallic prosthetic hind limb, swayed vivaciously, I became more convinced of its identity. This time, I was certain that it was

lan.

The mighty tail wagged with a cheerful rhythm and a wolfs howl reverberated in the air.

Suddenly, there was lan, stepping out from the shadows.

He immediately noticed my presence and charged toward me.

But as he drew near, I heard someone exclaim, "It's a wild wolf! Watch out!" As the soldiers on either side of the corridor brandished their weapons, poised to strike at lan, my heart raced with apprehension.

But I knew that Rufus, the commanding officer, would heed my plea for mercy. "I know that wolf," I told Rufus, my voice trembling with emotion. "I've raised him from a pup. He's not a threat to anyone. Please, don't hurt him! He's friendly and won't harm anyone."

you to harm this wild wolf," he bellowed. "Any disobedience will result in capital punishment."

belied his artificial limb, rivaling

wild wolf and, in a blur of fur and muscle, leaped

happiness. I hadn't expected to find

gaped slightly and his eyes, narrow and elongated, glimmered with happiness as he enthusiastically

put on a stern facade. "Why did you run away

whimper and affectionately patted my

you won't do it again. What if you get lost and can't find your way

making him look heartbreakingly forlorn. I couldn't bear

lan began sniffing around me. He seemed uneasy and was possibly

he was looking for Beryl. When we were in the

at the sight

some much-needed comfort. "Don't worry, lan," I reassured him. "I'll bring you to Bery soon. But first, we need to

help but wonder what kind of ordeal lan had endured. His body was

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a bald patch on his forelimb, which