Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

(Crystal’s POV)

Laura’s guess made me pause. The day when Beryl was kidnapped, everything was so chaotic; perhaps I remembered it incorrectly.

If Beryl wasn’t wounded that day, then it made sense if it was my b***d that had triggered the reaction of Noreen’s remains.

But this conjecture made me even more scared. Cold sweat broke out on my forehead.

“I’m Noreen’s only target. She’s always been good at bewitching people. Back then, she was the one who had Alina wrapped around her finger. Step by step, she lured Alina into her trap, until she finally killed Leonard. That was a tragedy that no one saw coming.” The more I thought about it, the more scared I became. My hands started to tremble, and the gruesome scene that was Leonard’s death flashed before my eyes.

I buried my face in my hands and said in a low voice, “What if I’ve also fallen into Noreen’s trap? What if Beryl’s abnormality is just an illusion? She could be trying to drive me insane. I might even kill my own daughter—”

“That’s not going to happen.” Before I could spiral out of control, Rufus interrupted me and pulled me into his arms, stroking my back comfortingly. “Baby, you’re fine. Don’t scare yourself. Alina sold her soul to the devil for her own selfish ambitions. She got what she deserved, But you’re different. You love Beryl. There’s no doubt about it. Noreen’s just doing this to try to provoke you. Don’t worry. We’ll find a way to expel Noreen’s soul from Beryl’s body.”Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

“He’s right, Crystal. You’re still on the road to recovery, and you’re still very weak. Don’t let Noreen take advantage of this opportunity,” Laura added, trying to comfort me.

I didn’t say anything and simply held Rufus’s hand tightly. My mental health was in the gutter, and I couldn’t calm down.

I recalled my life-and-death battle with Noreen five years ago. At that time, my only weakness was Rufus. Now that I had two children in addition to Rufus, I couldn’t afford to gamble.

Five years had passed and everything had changed, but at the same time, it felt as though nothing had changed.

Noreen still haunted us.

Suddenly, we heard Arron’s voice from outside. The two children were looking for us.

Laura stood up in a hurry and said, “We’ll talk about this later. Let’s have breakfast first. And don’t say anything that might arouse Noreen’s suspicion. Since she wants to play this game, let’s play with her.”

After saying that, Laura put on a big smile and went out to have breakfast with the children. I, on the other hand, stayed put. I couldn’t face Beryl.

I couldn’t pretend to be a loving mother when I knew that Noreen was a parasite in Beryl’s body.

Rufus knew what I was thinking. He squatted in front of me, held my hand, and k*issed it. “Even if you don’t have an appetite, you still need to eat something. Let me deal with Beryl.”

I nodded in a daze and allowed Rufus to pull me to the dining room.

All throughout breakfast, I only paid attention to Arron. I was afraid that if I so much as glanced at Beryl, I’d let my guard down.

After breakfast, Rufus and I sat in the garden and watched the two kids play in the sandbox. They laughed and giggled as they built a little sandcastle.

When I saw Beryl pour sand on Arron’s face, I couldn’t help but think of what happened in the forbidden forest last night. Noreen’s ashes swirled all over me at that time. I pushed Rufus away immediately, as I felt that something was terribly wrong.

I scratched my shoulder, but it wasn’t itchy. For some reason, the hair on the back of my neck stood on end, as though there were bugs crawling underneath my skin.

“What’s the matter, Crystal?” Rufus asked, looking at me worriedly.

I shook my head. “I don’t know. I just feel itchy all over. I’m going to take a shower first.”

As I spoke, I stood up and left in a hurry without giving Rufus a chance to respond. Along the way, my heart started to race in my chest. I kept scratching my arm, until it turned red.

Memories of the past flashed through my mind. All the dead people Noreen had left in her wake, the ferocious look on her face right before she died…

I felt like my brain was about to explode like an overfilled balloon.