The Lycan King's Fate Calling (Shawn Gibson and Sylvia) novel Chapter 1183

Crystal's POV:

Wasting no time, I lunged at the she-wolf in the pink mask. To her credit, she fought back fiercely. Whatever she lacked in her moves, she made up for in her strength and agility. Thanks to her small stature, she was able to dodge my attacks easily.

For a while, neither of us gained the upper hand.

Then, all of a sudden, she grabbed my hat and wig and tore them off me. "So!" she cried out. "You're a she-wolf, huh? Where the hell is Crane? What did you do to him?"

I didn't bother answering her and just focused on the task at hand. I drew closer to her, desperate to take her down as soon as possible.

Just then, out of the corner of my eye, I caught sight of Arron trying to sneak toward the door.

I needed to stop him before he got lost again. "Arron honey, just stay put!"

My son froze, looking stunned. Then he flung his mask away and revealed his adorable little face. "Mommy! Is it really you, Mommy?"

"That's right. Mommy is here to pick you up." Even as I talked to Arron, I continued sparring with the she-wolf.

My son seemed energized by my presence, as he grabbed a stool nearby and threw it at the she-wolf s legs.

She tried to land a punch on me, but it didn't connect. "You are this brat's mother?" she spat out.

"The one and only," I smirked before flashing her a challenging glare. She rushed at me, but I intercepted her attack, grabbing her by the wrist and

twisting it all the way around.

The sound of popping bones filled the air, only to be drowned out by the she-wolf's piercing scream. Arron picked up the stool again and raised it, no doubt about to hit the enemy once more.

But the she-wolf was quick this time. She kicked him away before he could do anything to her. "You wretched bastard! I should have left you alone and let those idiots cut your limbs!"

I turned away from her and took Arron into a tight embrace. When I pulled back, I peppered his face with kisses. "Mommy missed you so much."

Arron let out a choked sob before he promptly burst into tears. "I missed you, too, Mommy! Arron was so scared! I was afraid I would never see you again!"

My heart ached as he wailed against my shoulder. I stroked his back and swayed him back and forth. "Shh, it's all right, sweetheart. You're all right now. You're safe. Mommy will never let you be in any danger ever again."

My son sniffed and wiped his tears away. "Okay..." he mumbled. He proceeded to recount his experiences from the moment he had been abducted. I was taken through a rollercoaster of emotions as I listened, feeling scared, incensed, and heartbroken at the same time.

I couldn't even imagine the horrors that would have happened to him if things had gone awry.

A knot of dread settled in my chest even as I held my son. I couldn't help the fear that he would disappear from my sight again.

"It's okay, Mommy. You found Arron. I'm safe now." My beautiful boy patted my shoulder with his small, pudgy hand, comforting me instead of the other way around.