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 urge

carry me

"Put

releasing his grip and allowing me to stand unaided, though he still clasped my arm with

trembled with weakness, unable to sustain

toward the wheelchair,

figure blocked my

he declared, "You need

I muttered unhappily.

genuinely aimed at my recovery, so

let me

of falling ringing in

I'm going to

his hold and I began

scrambling to wrap my hands

dare!"

tried to soothe my

the floor

silent, aware that the

stemmed from a sense of shame rather than fear, and I couldn't bring

want to fall, hold me tight.I will always stand by your side, and

nose, disdainful snort escaping

retorted with a scoff.

and rely on him.It

and then he would

go when

gradually relaxing his

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