Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight

Chapter 882 Intimacy

Crystal’s POV:

“Beryl, you’re too young to understand this, but witchcraft is really dangerous.” I felt so helpless. I wanted to explain to her how destructive witchcraft could be, but she didn’t listen and insisted on opposing me.

“I didn’t use witchcraft for fun! I’m just punishing bad people.” Beryl pouted, feeling wronged.

I pursed my lips and said in a serious voice, “Perry is not a bad person. Even if she did something wrong, you shouldn’t use witchcraft on her. I’ve already told you not to use your power, and you’ve already given me your word. So, you just can’t do this. Why can’t you just listen to me for once?”

“She is a bad person! I don’t want to talk to you anymore. Bad mother! I don’t want to be near you anymore. Waah … Waah…” Beryl’s eyes turned red. She jumped out of the chair and ran out as fast as her short legs could carry her.

I hurried to catch up with her, only to spot her picking up the small wooden whistle hanging around her neck and blowing on it. A giant wolf came bounding inside. It was Ian.

weak little wolf pup had grown up and transformed into a majestic giant wolf. As Ian grew up, his artificial appendages had been changed several times, the replacement

only did they look very cool and awesome, but they were also

me. His eyes were similar to Rin’s and were slightly narrowed, as if he

toward her and sat on his back, her short legs dangling on either side of his

gently grasped his big ears, indicating

look at me, then sped away in

on my forehead. I was furious, but

now, Ian stuck to Beryl like glue. When he was little, he clung to me and slept with me

me! No one could

kids had grown up and they were

a sigh, I turned around and bumped into Arron, who barely reached a little above

blinked his big eyes innocently, and the dimples on his cheeks