Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Chapter 1253 Hold Him Tight 

Crystal's POV:

I choked, words stuck in my throat like stubborn pebbles.

My determination, however, was evident as I propelled myself forward in the wheelchair.

"I don't want you!"

Rufus’ strong grip rendered my efforts futile; the wheelchair squeaked as it jostled restlessly in place.

My frustration boiled over, and I grabbed his pristine sleeve, crumpling it in my anger.He tenderly caressed my head, trying to pacify me.

"Don't be upset," he soothed, his dulcet tones low and soft.

I turned my head away, a disdainful snort escaping my lips.

"Tell me, what the hell do you want?"

I demanded, my voice laced with unbridled contempt.

To my surprise, Rufus lifted me from the wheelchair with ease, treating me as if I were a mere child.

Caught unawares, I grasped his shoulder tightly, consumed by a mix of shame and fury swirling viciously in my chest.

"Put me down! What the hell do you want?"

I seethed.

Rufus, however, appeared unfazed by my ire, tender concern etched on his face.He spoke in hushed tones as if coaxing a child.

"Calm down.You're still weak.Save your strength."

an overwhelming

effortlessly carry me

insisting, "Put me down.I can walk by

and allowing me to stand unaided, though he still

trembled with weakness, unable

the

figure blocked my line

declared, "You

I muttered unhappily.

aimed at my recovery, so I

let

of

I'm going

his hold and I began to slip out of his

to wrap my hands

dare!" I

tried to soothe

the floor

remained silent, aware that the

shame rather than fear, and I couldn't bring

always stand by your side, and

nose, disdainful snort

scoff. I was well aware

see me turn to him for help and rely on him.It was just as he had done in the past when teaching

me lose face, and then he would

go when you're ready.3,

relaxing

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