The Lycan King's Fate Calling (Shawn Gibson and Sylvia) novel Chapter 950

Crystal's POV:

I was so pissed off. Obviously, Rufus was deliberately picking on me. He wanted to embarrass me in front of everyone, and there was nothing I could do about it. After all, he was the supreme lycan king!

Many Alphas were staring at me, hoping to glean my deepest, darkest secrets. I suddenly regretted paying the extra tax—I should've just paid the bare minimum! I thought I could share some of the financial burden with Rufus, but my thoughtfulness turned out to be my downfall.

I quickly calmed down, organized my thoughts, and spoke about my experience as Alpha confidently.

"Truth be told, there is really no secret to being a good Alpha. I just managed the pack by maximizing its geographical features. Once people learn how to utilize their resources, the economy will naturally be stimulated."

After saying that, I glanced at the man beside me. He raised his eyebrows, urging me to continue.

I snorted inwardly and continued to talk about my life at the border pack.

After concluding my impromptu speech, the crowd gave me a big round of applause. Perhaps because today was a happy day, or perhaps it was because Rufus was here, no one dared to disagree with me.

Before leaving the stage, I shook hands with Rufus and pecked him on the cheek as a sign of respect. Fortunately, I was wearing a mask. Otherwise, everyone would've seen how livid I was at that moment.

The moment we touched, the applause became even louder. I had no idea what those single ladies were shouting about, but they were all very worked up, as though they wanted to be the one hugging Rufus.

I reached out and embraced Rufus. The familiar and pleasant scent made my heart skip a beat.

I didn't dare to do anything more and quickly pulled away from him. I needed to escape from this embarrassing situation as soon as possible.

But unexpectedly, Warren followed suit. It almost seemed like he was looking at me, but I soon realized that he was looking at a noble, well-dressed she-wolf near me.

For the first time, Warren smiled warmly, and he slipped his arm around her waist without hesitation.

Although I couldn't see her face clearly, I could tell from her temperament and figure that she definitely wasn't Flora.

This pissed me off.

Had Warren really changed!?