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

Chapter 1034 Hard To See Through Her

Rufus' POV: The conversation between me and my mother sounded each other out, but neither of us got the information we wanted

My wolf, Omar, couldn't help but ask, “Why don't you just question your mother about the real relationship between her and Crystal? Instinct tells me that she has the answers to your questions. You two should just talk about it frankly.”

"There's no need to rush. They're hiding something from me, and they'll keep fabricating lies the more questions I ask them. It's better to pretend not to know anything and just wait for them to expose themselves.” I countered

After a short pause, Omar mused, “When I saw Crystal's wolf today, I felt a sense of familiarity, but I can't tell why I had that feeling.”

Hearing this, I didn't say anything. Truth be told, I felt the same way as Omar did. I even had the inexplicable urge to stay close to Crystal. Fortunately, logic overpowered my emotions.

The more I learned about Crystal, the more unsolved puzzles kept me up. It would take some time to solve them all, but I had plenty of patience and time.Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

I sent Blair to the border so that he could look deeper into Crystal's background. I doubted an elusive she-wolf like her would have a clean past. And I'd try to pin down the jerk who had abandoned her. Unless he was dead, I wouldn't rest until he was found and punished accordingly. Just then, Beryl groaned in my mother's arms, pulling me back to my senses.

Beryl slowly opened her eyes and looked at us in a daze.

My mother gently patted her back and said softly, "Beryl, are you hurt?”

Beryl rubbed her sleepy eyes and asked, "What am I doing here, Grandma? I feel like I have been asleep for a very long time.”

"Yes, Beryl, you have slept for a long time. Your dad and I thought you were sick and wanted to take you to the doctor," my mother explained somewhat honestly.

Beryl nodded, but she didn't fully grasp what my mother was saying. She didn’t say anything more and simply rested her head on my mother's shoulder, seeming completely tuckered out.

I rubbed the little girl's head dotingly. "Are you hungry? I'll have someone prepare you some food." "Yes, I'm starving! Can I have noodles, Daddy?" Beryl yawned as she spoke.

I promptly went downstairs and asked someone to prepare some food, specifically asking that it be served in a bowl painted with rabbits for Beryl.

Beryl liked rabbits very much. She not only liked rabbits on her clothes, but also wanted rabbits on her shower gel packaging, her bowls and plates and everything else

I was wondering if I should let her have a real pet rabbit, but I gave up on the idea when I saw online that a child's finger was bitten in an attempt to feed a rabbit.

Perhaps a stuffed toy rabbit would be best.

After I arranged everything, I went back to the living room, where my” mother-was chatting with Beryl.> Be yLé fad recovered and was fully awake now. She giggled when my mather tickled her. She was'so cute.

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I sat aside, sipping coffee while waiting for the food. Suddenly, something occurred to Beryl. She <> tugged 4 atmy mother's sleeve and: askedGrandma, didn't that masked ladycome to talk to you last night? Why isn't she here today: “Content bélongs ©

Before she could finish speaking, my mother quickly covered her mouth with her harids. Then she picked the girl up ard carried her out to the <> dining-f6om. While walking, she said loudly, "Beryl, you're hungry, right? Grandma will take you to tke kitchen (see if the noodles are séady.”

My eyebrows shot up but I didn't bother to question my mother further. After finishing my cup of coffee, I followed them to the dining room. My mother was feeding Beryl the noodles. I sat opposite them and began to slice the steak.

While feeding Beryl, my mother pretended to ask casually, "Who did you send to the border pack to investigate this time?"

I slowly chewed the steak in my mouth and swallowed it before answering. “Blair.”

"I see." Her calm expression made me feel a bit strange.

Knowing my mother, she would've kept asking me more questions. However, her reaction just now almost seemed... Relieved.

I narrowed my eyes at her. Was Blair on their side as well?