Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Crystal’s POV:

At that moment, I knew that I finally had everything I once lost.

I wanted to say something, but the words got caught in my throat, and I could do nothing but smile at Rufus.

But just as the corners of my mouth curved upwards, Rufus threw his arms around me and hugged me tightly. I felt his trembling breath, which told me just how scared he had been this whole time.

I hugged him back lovingly, eyes burning with tears of joy. “Rufus, I’m sorryI made you wait so long,” I whispered, my voice hoarse.

I was still weak, so it took a great deal of effort for me to wrap my arms around his neck.

“Don’t apologize, Crystal. I should thank you.” His voice was muffled as he whispered into my hair. “Thank you for waking up. Thank you for not abandoning me.”

A hot tear trickled down my neck and dissolved into my chest, as though it had imprinted a mark on my heart.

“I want to k**s you, Rufus.” The surging emotions in my heart dictated that I had to do something.Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

Rufus pulled away from the hug slightly to look me in the eye. Then he slowly lowered his head and kissed me on the lips. His k**s started off gentle, but it ignited a fire in my heart.

The k**s grew passionate, and it lasted until both of us were out of breath.

When we finally calmed down, I lay nestled in his arms and told him about my dream.

In my dream, I had become an ordinary person. I had friends and family, and my life was ordinary, albeit wonderful.

“But I could always hear your voice-your call. You were always in the background.” I held Rufus’ hand and pinched his gnarled fingertips. “But I couldn’t hear what you were saying. It wasn’t until today that I heard you clearly.”

Hearing this, Rufus frowned and pretended to be jealous, hugging me even more tightly. “You said you could hear me in your dream, but you only woke up because you heard that Beryl was in trouble. It seems that you still care about our kids more than you care about me.”

I chuckled and kissed his chin playfully. “Silly boy, are you seriously jealous of your own kids?”

Rufus snorted indignantly.

I giggled. “Then would you prefer I don’t care about them anymore?”

“I didn’t say that,” Rufus. retorted huffily. It seemed he didn’t realize how ridiculous he sounded.

What an arrogant man! He cared about our children as much as I did, but he acted like a spoiled child in front of me. He was even jealous of his own kids.

“I know, Rufus.” I coaxed him softly, cupping his cheeks. “You were with me through thick and thin. No one can replace you—absolutely no one. You’re even more important to me than my own life. I love you, you silly fool.” Rufus looked down at me. For a moment, we got lost in each other’s affectionate eyes.

Then Rufus broke the trance and kissed me on the forehead. “I’ve been waiting for you to wake up. I knew you’d come back. Even the kids waited for you. Every night, I stayed by your side and told you over and over again how much I missed you. I hoped your soul could hear my voice.” Hearing this, I was deeply touched.

I knew that this world—this family, this man, and our children—truly belonged to me now.

I raised my head and looked at him with tears in my eyes. “I’m back now, and I’m not leaving you again. I love you, Rufus.”