Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

(Crystal’s POV)

After Rufus left the bathroom, I hysterically screamed inwardly. I was so embarrassed that my scalp tingled. I even wanted to dig a hole and hide in it.

As soon as I returned to my senses, everything came back to me, including all the stupid stuff I’d done with Rufus just now.

Even worse was the fact that I’d made the first move.

As I thought about this, I couldn’t stop myself from banging my palm on my head several times. I felt deep regret. I must have been tempted by his charm. Why didn’t I control my desire?

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Rufus seemed to have accepted our relationship.

Help! How could matters have taken such a turn? It felt like I had gone back five years in time and Rufus and I were still in love.

in my head. “You had s*ex with him. Now you have to take responsibility for

can tell from the look in his eyes.” My mind was muddled and I didn’t know what my next course of action should be. If

said as she stopped laughing and began to calmly analyze the situation. “Find an opportunity to check if the black thorn has emerged again on Rufus’ back.” “No, I have to leave him regardless of whether it emerges or not. Once the black

what should we do now? Rufus won’t let you leave so easily, and you can’t return to the border pack. And what about Beryl and Arron? Rufus must have definitely figured out by now that Arron is his son. You can’t keep it from him anymore.” Yana’s mind was filled with worry, and

only path in front of me had been blocked. No matter what I chose to

let me and the kids leave

This was so annoying!

ears and cheeks thoughtfully, but I couldn’t come up with a

time and find a way to get out of

best educational resources, and the kids will receive superior knowledge. I also believe that Rufus will be an exceptional father. He will love his children as much as you do. Although it’s an agonizing decision, we might not have another choice. If we want

listened to Yana quietly with mixed

former name. This was the first time she had addressed me as Sylvia in five years. Suddenly, I felt as if I had been dragged back to those days five years ago when I was trying

me in the