Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Crystal’s POV:

The silence sent my heart racing. I held my breath and thought about whether I should say something to make my lie even more convincing.

Fortunately, Rufus was quick to break the silence.

He sighed as if he had compromised. “Can’t we do something like forcing

Noreen’s soul into my body? Why must it be you? Noreen’s very cunning, and I fear she’l hurt you.”

I shook my head and said seriously, “No. Only someone who’s related by b***d or at least in the same bloodline as the black witch can. Only Beryl and I fit those requirements.”

A sour expression glistened in Rufus’ eyes, yet he managed to joke, “For the first time, I wish I were a wizard.”RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

“And you have to be a woman, too,” I added under my breath.

I knew Rufus wanted to take risks for me, but neither of us had a choice.

There was a restriction that he couldn’t pass by. But even if he could, I would not allow him to die for me.

Rufus was the king of the werewolves and shouldered a heavy responsibility. The burdens he carried were not something to be taken lightly; he shouldn’t be the one to take the risk this time.

“Crystal, do you have any idea how awful I feel right now? I don’t think you can even fathom how much I love you. I become restless every single moment I think you’d be put in danger.” There was gloom in his tone and complex emotions were brewing in his eyes. “You can’t guarantee that you’ll be fine. Even if there’s a ninety-nine percent chance of success, I wouldn’t want to take the bet.”

I felt a tug in my heart. I reached for him and gave him a hug. “I’m sorry, Rufus, but we have to take this risk for Beryl’s sake. Every time I close my eyes, I can hear her crying. It kills me to know that something could happen to her any minute now. Although it is just Noreen’s remnant soul, it is hard for Beryl to beat it. Beryl is just a child. She can’t overcome what she’s going through alone.”

“I get it. Beryl is also my child. I love her as much as vou do.” Rufus’s voice came out muffled. “You’re right. I know your strength best. I should know it would not be a problem for you to deal with a remnant soul. It is worth trying, but I have a request.”

“What?”

Rufus stared at me. “I have to be there when you do that. I can’t be calm unless I see with my own eyes that you’re fine. I’m afraid that something unexpected will happen.” I replied briskly,

“Okay. I need you there anyway. I’ll feel uneasy

otherwise.”

Rufus sighed with satisfaction. He flicked my forehead and warned again,

“Don’t try to hide anything from me. If you ever do that again, I’ll lock you up. That way, you can’t go anywhere.”

“Alright! I promise to never lie to you again, or my nose will grow longer, okay?” I leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. At the same time, relief washed over me. It was a good thing that Rufus agreed.

Still, I could not shake off the guilt I was feeling. I felt sorry for Rufus. I promised this would be the last time I lied to him. Tomorrow I would use witchcraft to perish together with Noreen. Not only could Beryl be saved this way, but the black thorn on his back would also dissipate with my death.

There was no doubt in me that Rufus could take good care of our children.

And for the sake of our children, he must live well even without me. He had to be there for them, filling in the hole I would be leaving in their lives. This time it would be completely over, and everyone would be happy at last.

I should have done this five years ago, but nothing was ever too late for change to happen.

Words couldn’t express how much I loved Rufus. I just hoped that he would be safe and happy for the rest of his life.