The Lycan King's Fate Calling (Shawn Gibson and Sylvia) novel Chapter 910

Crystal's POV:

I still had an hour left before the banquet commenced. But the time I had left diminished after wasting some; my thoughts drifted far during the tour with the guard.

I had never been away for too long before. I began to wonder what the kids were doing right now. Would they eventually find out that I was not there? Would they misbehave when they did find out I was not around? But in fact, I hadn't received any call from the pack, reporting how the kids were. With the absence of the calls, I thought it safe to assume the children were doing just fine and there was simply nothing to report.

I missed the kids so much that I wanted to go back to my room, lock myself there and have a video call with the kids before the banquet. It was decided; I spoke out of turn, interrupting the guard.

"Ben, I'm tired. I want to rest first before engaging with the other guests, so I don't think I want to visit the rest of the palace. You can ask a servant to usher me to the banquet later."

The guard studied me for a moment before nodding and leaving me be.

I stood still for another minute before picking my feet and heading towards my room to unpack my luggage. It was a long journey and I was tired, but I had to keep myself busy before the party. I was rummaging through my clothes when I caught sight of the perfume in my bag. It brought flooding memories through me, earning my forehead a slap to shake it off.

Shit! Rufus and I were still mates. Just having our presence near each other's premises would have us smelling each other's unique scent. That would be a huge problem! How could I forget this?

I was fortunate enough that I didn't come across Rufus during our palace tour, or my every attempt at hiding these past few years would have been for nothing.

My heart was racing—not in excitement, but in fear. I was all over the place for a moment that I hurriedly covered my real scent using witchcraft. Not content with the magic I used, I spritzed perfume all over me like crazy. It was better safe than regretting later.

By the time I was pleased that I no longer smelled like my usual self, a knock came reverberating from the door. I opened it to see a slightly bowing servant who was sent to inform me that it was almost time for the banquet.

In the end, I couldn't chat with my children. The thought of them made me sad, but I knew that the sooner my business here got dealt with, the sooner I would get back to my babies. I prepped myself before going to the banquet hall with the servant.

Warren was the first person I had crossed paths with upon reaching the hall. I studied his expression for any subtle change. Perhaps it was the magic coupled with the perfume I drenched myself in that Warren hadn't sensed anything wrong. He was, after all, typically sensitive.

He didn't recognize me. I swept a quick glance at him from up his hair down to his shoes: his appearance didn't change much, but he looked more mature, more composed, and reserved. Even though he was just standing there, I could judge how he was qualified to be an Alpha.