Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight

Chapter 1116 Bewitched

Rufus’ POV:

I took the medicine bottle and brooded in the study for what felt like hours. It wasn’t just the visions that had been plaguing me lately. I seemed to be losing control of my emotions, too. I was behaving outrageously and well without reason sometimes, and I was leaning more into the possibility that I had been bewitched.

The wizard had examined me thoroughly and found nothing wrong at all. Then again, if I had been administered a spiritual witchcraft or something, no amount of physical check-ups would be able to detect it in my body. Only the original caster of the spell could help me.

I stared at the blue vial in front of me. The wizard told me that if I had really been subjected to witchcraft, all I had to do was to drink the concoction then go to sleep. Whoever had cast the spell on me would appear in my dream, and I would finally know for certain who was bold enough to play tricks on me.

I sat and stewed for a long time as I hesitated. Although the wizard was a trusted affiliate of the lycan empire, I wasn’t entirely comfortable with this situation.

Since Noreen’s death, no black witch, or even just the common ones, had been sighted often in my life. I could bet that some believed they no longer existed.

appeared now that I had been complacent. I

chair and rubbed my throbbing temples. With a weary sigh, I turned to look out the window. The

you thinking

heart. “Let me guess. Is it Crystal?” Omar’s tone changed when he mentioned the she-wolf. It grew serious, laced with a faint hint of

my eyes. “Why would I think of her? I was thinking of

you were thinking of your mate, you would be all giddy

words rang true, and it only made

wolf piped

before chucking the contents of the vial into my

taste filled my mouth, and all I could think about was how well it matched the bitterness in

was night, and I was in the middle of what looked like a grassland. I looked down at my arms and found that I was holding that same she-wolf from before. “Why are you so distracted, Rufus? What

and I adored her with my whole being. I tightened my embrace, not wanting to let

aren’t you answering my question, huh?” The she-wolf tried to sound angry, but her playfulness was evident in her