Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Lucy's POV: 

As Sylvia ran off with Rufus, Ethan dispatched a large number of men to chase after them.

In the meantime, I was sent to the hospital for my , wounds to be treated.

The doctors there conducted a thorough physical examination.

As soon as I walked out of the examination room, I found Ethan and Richard waiting for me by the door.

"How do you feel?" Ethan asked, his forehead creased with concern.

Stunned, I glanced at Richard subconsciously.He winked at me meaningfully.I knew that he wanted me to continue with the pitiful act.

"What's the matter? You must tell the doctors if you feel anything off,"

Ethan added quickly when I didn't respond fast enough.

"No, no.I'm fine, and so is the baby,"

I lowered my head and answered respectfully, twiddling my thumbs nervously.If I wanted the baby to be born without a hitch, then he needed to be born as a prince.I needed to completely conceal the fact that the baby's father was Kyle, not Richard.

Ethan sighed with relief.

"That's good.I'll have the best doctors treat the wounds on your face.Don't lose hope, my dear girl.Just take good care of yourself and the baby for the time being."

I nodded, not daring to say anything more.

I felt extremely bad.

Never in my wildest dreams would I have imagined that my face would be permanently disfigured one day.I was thankful to be alive, but...

that damned hypocrite, I knew that there was still a

and slipped

he said, "Even if your face scars, I'll still love you.After all, I love

had no choice but to hide the disgust

hold me and forced a

now that you two have accepted each other as mates, you'll be together for the rest of your lives.Richard, take good care of Lucy.Don't let me catch you treating her

said to Richard in a low,

care of her, Father.I'm willing to protect her

Richard looked

down my spine and it took all of my willpower not to

better

back home and let her

He looked exhausted.

asked Richard

so desperately to

kisses on my forehead from time to time,

my best to endure the nausea

door behind us, I shook off

my collar violently and

pushed his hand away and kicked his

from me,

and

cold, my dear? You should thank me for saving your

eyes went as wide as

If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been

were the one who

his voice as cold