The Lycan King's Fate Calling (Shawn Gibson and Sylvia) novel Chapter 1264

Crystal's POV:

When I heard that Beryl had woken up, I practically jumped out of bed. "Beryl's awake?! Let's go see her!"

Rufus smiled at me happily. We both got dressed.

"I'll tell Beryl that you're her father. She'll be thrilled!" I said excitedly as I straightened Rufus' collar.

Now that I had explained everything to Rufus, the two children had a right to know who their father was.

Although both Arron and Beryl had already started calling Rufus "Daddy", I still needed to tell them the truth.

Especially Arron, he had been looking forward to meeting his father for so long. Now, his father was right in front of him, and I could finally talk about our past in front of them without worries.

Rufus smiled and pinched my cheek. "If you say so. But even if you didn't tell me, I already viewed them as my children before."

I held his hand and rubbed the back of his palm lovingly. "That's different."

With a gentle look on his face, Rufus lowered his head and planted a kiss on my forehead. "I'm so happy we'll finally get to be a family."

I stood on tiptoe to kiss him back. "Come on. Beryl's waiting for us."

"Okay, let's go."

"Could you push me?" I asked, glancing at the wheelchair beside the bed. Although I could walk, I couldn't walk that fast.

"I'll just carry you to the car."

Without hesitation, Rufus scooped me into his arms and carried me to his car. A few minutes later, we pulled into the palace of the lycan king.

The whole palace was brightly lit and heavily guarded.

Rufus carried me out of the car. He didn't put me down until we arrived at the hall. Hand in hand, we slowly walked inside the elevator, which took us to the third floor.

Rufus and I didn't ask any more questions. We walked straight past the group of doctors and went to Beryl's room.

My heart was beating wildly in my chest from anxiety. The moment I saw Beryl, I immediately knew what was wrong.

She was sitting on the bed with a little stuffed toy bear in her arms. When she heard the sound of us coming in, she slowly turned her head and looked at us with dull eyes, as though she was sizing us up. Rufus also instinctively knew that something was terribly wrong. He grabbed my wrist to stop me from getting any closer.

"Baby Beryl?" I called her tentatively.

Beryl narrowed her eyes and looked at me weirdly.

For some reason, I somehow felt a chill.

Beryl was wearing a white nightgown. Her golden brown hair hung loosely over her shoulders, framing her expressionless face.

She looked like a child on the outside, but the gloom in her eyes was like that of a grown up. It was just so strange.