Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Rufus’ POV:

It was getting dark, so I asked the servants to prepare dinner.

My mother had already risen and gone to her own palace to get a proper rest, while my son was under the watchful eye of my most trusted comrades. All that was left for me to do was to take care of Crystal.

She was currently sitting in the huge lounge chair, her eyes closed as she enjoyed the massage I was giving her.

“Would you like a strawberry?” I asked softly, unable to keep myself from stroking her hair. “It’s sweet.”

Crystal opened one eye and held out her palm to me.

Smiling, I picked up the reddest, most plump strawberry from the platter the servant had just brought it, and handed it to her.

Crystal simply took one bite at the tip of the fruit, then fed the rest to me

“Hey. How dare you feed me your leftovers?” I teased, pinching her cheek, even as I,chewed and swallowed the strawberry.

Crystal flashed me a dazzling smile before throwing herself in my arms.

“What do you mean leftovers? We shared a strawberry. It’s what lovers do!”

I felt myself relax at the sight of her joyous face. “I suppose I am thankful that my dearest wife was willing to share something with me.

Crystal pulled back a little and huffed at me, her breath fanning my face.

“Who are you calling your wife?”

1 raised an eyebrow and cocked my head to the side. “Well, you did respond to the title.”

She snorted and rolled her eyes. “Have some shame!”

“If I had any shame, I wouldn’t have scored myself a wife. I’m quite proud of my shamelessness, as it helped me win over such a beautiful and intelligent wife with a great sense of humor!”

Crystal burst out laughing. She shot me a wry look and clicked her tongue.

I mean it.” I cupped her face and drew close until our noses touched.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

Her cheeks turned warm against my palms, and her bright smile stayed well into dinner.

Crystal had a huge appetite during the meal, as if nothing consequential

had happened. She finished a large helping of spaghetti without incident.

“Why are you so docile all of a sudden?” I couldn’t help but ask. “You’re not planning something wicked, are you?”

Crystal looked up, looking rather stunned at my words. Then she narrowed her eyes in mock anger. “Is that how you perceive me? Fine, then. I’ll go to bed now.

“I’m kidding!: You haven’t been eating well lately. I’m just glad you enjoyed dinner.” I scooped her up in my arms and carried her over to the bed. “Why don’t I tell you a bedtime story?”

Crystal snorted and rolled her eyes. “No, thanks. I’m not a child.” She tucked herself under the covers and patted the empty space beside her.

“Come on,

” she practically crooned at me. “Sleep with me for a little bit.»

“I’m not sleepy. And I still need to look for other wizards. Go ahead and sleep.” I sat on the edge of the bed and took her hand, lacing her fingers with mine. “I’ll leave once you’re asleep.”

“Okay.” Crystal closed her eyes.

Her breathing gradually slowed into an even rhythm. I extracted my hand and quietly got up. Just as I was about to take a step toward the door, felt a tug at the hem of my shirt.

I turned to find Crystal staring at me, wide awake.

“Gan’t sleep?” I smiled.

Thinking that she might be feeling ill again, I plopped back on the bed and reached out to feel her forehead.

The next thing I knew, Crystal was pulling me down by my nape, and I was met with a hot, passionate k**s.

My heart thundered inside my chest as I instinctively returned her fervor.

I felt my shirt being pushed up, past my abdomen, and a warm little palm slowly stroked my back.

The heat between us grew. We never broke the k**s.

I understood the message Crystal was trying to send across. In the past, whenever she took the initiative to touch me, it always led to long hours of wild s*x.

And I would be a fool and a liar if I said that I didn’t enjoy it.

But today was different. I had no intention of going any farther than the k**s. I grabbed her wrists and pulled back. Then, I opened my mouth and called her by her real name. “Sylvia.