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."

had an overwhelming urge to ruffle his

carry

"Put me down.I can

request, releasing his grip and allowing me to stand

trembled with weakness, unable to sustain

a grudging glance toward the wheelchair, longing to take a

blocked my line of

declared, "You

I muttered unhappily.

genuinely aimed at

don't let

of falling ringing in my

I'm

his hold and I began to

jolted, scrambling to wrap my hands around

you dare!"

soothe my

floor is carpeted.It

silent, aware that the pain was not the

of shame rather than fear, and I

always stand by your side, and will never abandon you,"

nose, disdainful snort

a scoff. I was well aware of Rufus'

rely on him.It was just as he

face, and then

go when you're

relaxing his grip

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