Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight

Chapter 1195 Father And Son (Rufus’ POV)

I remained stunned for a long time and studied the child’s little face repeatedly. I even thought I was hallucinating.

I reached out and pinched his cheek gently. It was soft and warm. He was not a mannequin. He looked just like me.

But why?

How could the child look so similar to me? He was an exact replica of me as a kid. At first, I was pretty sure that this boy was Arron, but now, some uncertainty crept in. How could Crystal’s child resemble me? He also had no wounds on his face. This situation was just so strange.

But if this boy wasn’t Arron, who could he be? When did I have an illegitimate child? This child must be around five years old. If he was truly my child, I would have gotten his mother pregnant five or six years ago.

I was still a prince during that period. My temper was worse than it was now. I had absolutely no interest in women back then. It was impossible that a she-wolf could get close to me and get pregnant with my child. But what if this child was really Arron? As I thought about how Crystal had always kept Arron’s face bandaged, I wondered if it was because she was afraid of it being discovered that he looked like me.

were present in the palace, and once he

the secret she wanted

was the case, had she also been in the imperial

pound as these

I couldn’t continue this train of

told myself that the boy in front of me was not Arron. This was just

boy turned over in his sleep and called out for

I couldn’t stop myself from touching his fluffy hair. Even his hair color was the same

some unknown reason. This strange feeling was not a

and over again. “He looks so similar to you when you were little. His nose and mouth are so cute. Can you turn into wolf form so I can touch him? I really want to feel him.” Omar was also hit with a strong impulse to touch the boy. Perhaps

turned into a wolf and stood by the bed, gazing down at the little

Retracting my sharp claws, I gently placed my paw on the boy s little face. Intense affection surged within

ecstatic at that moment that I wanted to run, scream, and protect him at

our human form. We need to leave