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...

Richard once more, that damned hypocrite, I knew that there was still a tough hill to

reached out his hand and slipped

he said, "Even if your face scars, I'll still love you.After all, I love you for who you are, not

no choice but to hide

hold me and forced

and now that you two have accepted each other as mates, you'll be together for the rest of

said to Richard in

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

Richard looked at

my spine and it took

better

else, help Lucy back home and let her rest," Ethan

He looked exhausted.

hand dismissively, he asked Richard and me to

I wanted so desperately to swat Richard's hand away,

kept his arm wrapped around my waist, planting kisses on my forehead from time to time, all the way until we made it

best to endure the nausea and forced a smile until we

door behind us, I shook

grabbed my collar violently and hissed, "Where do you

his hand away and kicked

away from me, you

and hugged

You should thank me

went as wide as

it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been disfigured for the rest of my

who betrayed me

ear, his voice as cold and vile as a