The Lycan King's Fate Calling (Shawn Gibson and Sylvia) novel Chapter 1277

Crystal's POV:

By the time I returned to my residence, my emotions were completely out of control.

I had no idea how things had come to this. If everything had been premeditated, that meant that I had become a willing prey.

My thoughts were clouded by an indescribable pain. It felt as though thousands of ants were crawling all over my skin, gnawing at my flesh.

I stumbled into my room and burrowed under the covers of my bed.

I was shivering. I felt hot and cold at the same time.

My head was pounding, too, and all I could think about was the pain. Images of death flashed in my vision—Leonard's, Maya's, Rufus'.

I saw Rufus with a cut on his throat, caused by the black thorn that adorned his body...

And now... Now, it was Beryl's turn, wasn't it?

Noreen had once told me that I would only bring misfortune to the people around me.

She was right. One by one, the people I loved and the people who loved me were slowly disappearing.

I had done my best to fight against my destiny, but it was all in vain.

I could feel the sheets turning damp as I sobbed, hoping against hope that this was all just a huge and terrible prank.

But of course, it was all wishful thinking.

The last five years were simply a grace period, the calm before the storm. What was fated was bound to happen sooner or later.