Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Crystal’s POV

I suppressed a chuckle, my hand gently pressing against Rufus’ chest as I tried to maintain a serious expression. “I’m going to take a bath. Get out of here,” I said solemnly.

“Wait, there is no hurry.”

Rufus turned around with a mischievous grin, filling the bathtub with water before returning with a set of pajamas and a bottle of essential oil in his hands.

“Do you want some petals?” he asked, presenting a small bag of dried flowers.

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I nodded, my eyes scanning the bag. “I prefer the lily’s scent,” I replied.

Rufus chuckled, carefully selecting lilies from the bag and sprinkling them into the pool of water. The room soon filled with a captivating fragrance as the petals floated on the surface, dots of color in the water.

Gently, Rufus hoisted me up and gently placed me on the rustic wooden stool next to the bathtub. He carefully positioned the wheelchair to the side, ensuring it was out of the way.

concern palpable as he lingered by my side. His worries didn’t ease

t*ouched by Rufus’s unwavering support. I mustered a smile and

for you outside,” Rufus reassured me, his hand brushing softly against my head before he

lost in thought for a moment, my f*ingers absently tracing the

I keep it on, a tangible reminder of his care and devotion. I exhaled deeply, rising

I stepped into the warm embrace of the

warmth rejuvenated me, suffusing

attire once again, I steeled myself and attempted to move independently. I took slow, measured steps, despite the lingering weakness in

the rehabilitation process. Furthermore, as a werewolf, my inherent regenerative

strength wafting through my body, invigorating me

undeniable. I had unwavering faith that with a few more

evade Rufus’ keen watchfulness, I decided not to tell him of my

were privy to my plans, he might deploy additional covert guards to trail

at this point as he would surely find out

settled back into my wheelchair and wheeled myself out of the bathroom, taking note of the stillness that enveloped the room. The only sound that broke

the room, surveying the area