The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Crystal's POV:

I thought I had prepared myself for this, but I still found myself trembling at the scene unfolding before me.

"What's wrong?" I asked lan in the steadiest voice I could muster. "This is Beryl. Haven't you been wanting to see her all this time?"

lan turned his big head to look up at me before letting out a long, mournful howl. His tail drooped to the ground, and he looked considerably upset.

Beryl chose that moment to approach the wolf. "lan?"

lan only reacted more violently, however. He let out a long, guttural growl and bared his fangs at her. It looked like he might pounce on her and tear her into pieces if she took one step closer.

Beryl looked up at me, her eyes tearing up. "Mom, why is lan being so horrid to me?"

I felt my brows furrow. "It might be because he hasn't seen you for a while."

As if to refute my words, lan roared and stamped his feet, his claws leaving marks on the floor.

Just then, Arron poked his head out from behind the wolf and reached out to stroke his fur. "Come on, lan, don't be mad. We didn't want to leave you behind in the pack, but we had no choice. From now on, we will take you everywhere we go."

boy thought that lan was holding a grudge for that incident and wanted

stopped him in the next second,

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"Why are you acting like this, lan? That's Beryl! Don't

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get closer, either, and instead tried to coax lan from a few feet away. "Don't be angry, lan. I

covered her ears. Then,

a pig, lan. You're not scary at all. Both Arrom and I have already apologized to you. What more do you want? If you like

repeating everything Arron had said just now. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the Find_Nøvel.ɴet

lan was not angry at all, but