The Lycan King's Fate Calling (Shawn Gibson and Sylvia) novel Chapter 1104

Rufus' POV:

"Who do you think you are to say something like that?"

I looked down my nose at Crystal, who bristled in front of me. For the first time, her meddling put me in a good mood.

I did my best to hide it, though, and maintained my cold manner toward her. "You are in no position to tell me who I can and cannot marry. Adela is the mate designated to me by the Moon Goddess. And you? You are nothing to me."

Crystal looked stunned and helpless by my words. She then let out a short, angry sigh, looking like a cat whose tail I had just trampled on. "Yes, that's right!" she burst out angrily. "It is indeed not my place to interfere with your personal affairs. You can take care of it yourself! Let's see what will happen in a month's time!"

Then she turned on her heel and stomped away.

I had lost count of the times she had walked out on me before I'd even dismissed her. And that tone of hers just now, it was certainly no way to talk to her king.

By all rights, I should be outraged by her defiance, but oddly enough, I wasn't. In all honestly, I didn't find anything wrong with her attitude. But I did know that if it had been someone else, I would have made sure that they never had the chance to speak to me like that again.

Crystal opened the door to leave the kitchen, and I felt a tug at my chest. I didn't want us to part ways so soon.

I wasn't sure why, but I didn't want Crystal to misunderstand my intentions and think badly of me. And so, before I even knew what I was doing, I blurted out, "I will think about what you said."

That made Crystal pause, but only for a brief moment. She still pushed through the door and left.

I stared at the door long after she was gone, sinking in that inexplicable sense of regret that I wasn't able to keep her around for a while more.

I was starting to think that Crystal had bewitched me. It was the only plausible reason why I was acting less and less myself. I kept doing things I wouldn't normally do in her presence.

All of a sudden, that cursed dream rushed back into my mind, sweeping me back into the illusion. It hit me, then, that the voice of the girl in my dream had an uncanny similarity to that of Crystal's.

"Calm down, Rufus! These are just illusions!" Omar called out to me, desperately trying to pull me out of this unfathomable quagmire that threatened to break my sanity.

"No, it's too real. Everything feels so real. It can't be just an illusion." I desperately clutched my head as a violent ringing began to assail my ears.

Out of options, I yelled for any servants waiting around.

Thankfully, one of them appeared and rushed over to where I was crouching on the floor. "What's the matter, Your Majesty? I'll send for the doctor right away!"

"No." It took all of my remaining strength to lift my head and speak. "Go to the black market and fetch the best wizard or witch for me. Do it discreetly. Make sure nobody knows about this."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The servant wasted no time and took off to fulfill my orders.