Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight

Chapter 1094 My Wife

Rufus’ POV:

The girl’s presence immediately calmed my pouncing head. Even my soul felt warm just by having her close.

A faint voice inside my head told me that it was time to wake up.

And so, I opened my eyes, only to flinch and squint from the bright light that flooded the room. It took me a while to finally get adjusted and take in my surroundings.

The clock on the wall said that it was just a little after eight in the morning. I had no idea how it happened, but I was back in my former palace. Despite my slight confusion, I felt refreshed and at peace for the first time in as long as I could remember.

A soft, rustling sound broke through my thoughts, and I turned to see a petite woman sleeping soundly next to me. I must have disturbed her when I’d moved earlier. She had her back to me as she burrowed deeper into the blankets. It was an adorable sight, one that I wouldn’t mind seeing every morning.

knowledge that

then the confusion washed over me again. Did

whom I loved deeply. We

leaned over and turned her toward me, desperate to see her face. But all her features blurred in my

I realize

idea that I was married didn’t feel foreign to me at all. It terrified me a little. The remaining sense in me urged me to wake up and end

“Rufus.”

like heaven on her tongue. She reached for me, her slender arms snaking around my neck as she nuzzled her head against my chest. That sweet, familiar scent instantly came over me, taking over my senses. I felt myself sinking

wasn’t a dream at all.

think too much, at least not now. Instead, I took her face in my hands and kissed her. The touch of her tongue against mine immediately lit me on fire. It was a wonderful sensation, and all too familiar, as though I had done it a

one brief moment, but she soon kissed me back with equal passion, her arms tightening around my shoulders. I couldn’t tell how long we kissed, but I knew that it wasn’t nearly long enough. I ravaged her mouth until

playfully nudged my chest. “You’re doing it again,” she said in a

in me, and before I knew it, I was putting a lot of f0rce into my embrace, as if I wanted to crush her. And I did feel that impulse, to crush her against me and become one with her

I acted on reflex, pulling her by the waist until there was nothing between our bodies except the thin fabric of our clothes. I swallowed a lump in my throat and tried to say