Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Rufus’ POV:Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

The guards were so scared that they didn’t dare to look me in the eye. “It-It was

Queen Mother who gave the order,” one of them stammered.

“He’s right.” My gloomy-looking mother came over. She looked at me sadly and said,

“Rufus, you’ve been unconscious for seven days straight. No one could tell when you’d wake up. Would you have wanted us to wait until Crystal’s body starts to rot?”

My throat tightened, rendering me unable to speak. I could do nothing but clench my fists.

“Crystal’s body would start to decay if we waited any longer. I had no choice.” Laura sighed. She had more grey hair on her head than I could remember. “The dead cannot be brought back to life.”

She looked at me tiredly with a sense of understanding in her eyes. After all, she too had lost her beloved husband. After she finished speaking, she nodded at the soldiers to continue.

They picked up the handles on the coffin again and were about to move it Blinded by rage, I pulled out my sword and pointed it at the soldiers, roaring

“Did I give you permission to move the coffin? Get out! Now!” Anger boiled in my chest. Rot? So what? Crystal would always be Crystal, rotten or otherwise, I would always love her.

The soldiers didn’t dare to touch the coffin again. Laura had no choice but to ask them to leave first, knowing I’d react violently if she insisted on Crystal’s cremation.

She seemed to want to say something more, but in the end, she didn’t. Instead, she asked everyone in the mourning hall to leave, giving me some time to say goodbye to Crystal.

Crystal was my wife, my other half. Even if I didn’t want to cremate her body, they couldn’t take her away from me.

I knew I was crazy. Hell, I felt my sanity vanish the moment Crystal stopped breathing.

I stood in front of the coffin like a restless patient, gnashing my teeth angrily

“Crystal, you’re such’ a terrible person. I remember everything now. You lied to me time and time again. Who gave you the right to seal my memories? Who gave you the right to die and leave me alone? You haven’t made up for the fiveyears you owe me. Now, you want to leave me so abruptly? Oh, you wish! Even if you’re dead, I will still hold you firmly. I won’t let them cremate you. I know that the black witch race has witchcraft medicine that can keep the corpse from rotting for a long time. I’ll make you stay with me forever. Just you wait and see.

You won’t be able to get rid of me so easily.”

I took a step forward and reached out to touch the ice coffin. Just as I was about to open the lid of the coffin, I withdrew my hand as though it was made out of burning hot coal.

Any semblance of courage or strength left me at that moment.

I was too scared to look at Crystal’s lifeless face. Gritting my teeth, I started pounding my head with my fists to make myself forget what Crystal looked like when she died.

Never in my wildest dreams would I have expected that Crystal would die right in front of me, and that I’d be powerless at the face of her death.

I had always said that I loved her, but in the end, I couldn’t even die for her.

“Rufus, just take one more look at her. Maybe she’s just asleep. If you keep her company, she might wake up soon. You’ll be the first person she sees when she opens her eyes. So we can’t cremate her. Once we burn her body to ashes, she won’t have a chance.” Omar’s voice echoed in my mind. He encouraged me to take action, even going so far as to claim that Crystal was just sleeping. What a stupid wolf!

My legs buckled from underneath me and I fell to my knees in front of the ice coffin. I felt unprecedentedly lonely and sad. My chest seemed to have been hollowed out, making it hard to breathe. I stared blankly ahead and muttered,

“No, Omar, we’re just deceiving ourselves…”

Maybe Laura was right. We should let Crystal leave this world decently.