Chapter 912
Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight
Chapter 912 First Meeting In Five Years
Crystal’s POV:
Panic seized me. My first instinct was to hide, but that was dumb. He was here to see me. What was
the use of hiding?
Before I could calm down, there was a knock on the door. I nearly jumped and rushed over to lock the
door, but as soon as I turned around, I realized that it was already ajar. Soon, the door was pushed
open from the outside. It was Rufus.
I had to act quickly. I grabbed the mask from the floor and put it on. Although Rufus had lost his
memory and couldn’t recognize me, I had spread the news that my face had been disfigured and so I
couldn’t let him see that it wasn’t.
As soon as I put on the mask, Rufus pushed the door open and looked at me.
“Sorry. The door was already open, so I thought you weren’t here.”
This was the first sentence Rufus had said to me. Hearing his familiar, pleasant voice, tears started to
roll down my cheeks uncontrobly. I quickly lowered my head so that Rufus wouldn’t notice that I was
crying. “There’s no need to be ashamed about your appearance. Strength is a priority in the world of
werewolves, not beauty.” Perhaps Rufus thought that I lowered my head because I was supposedly
disfigured and didn’t dare to look at him.
Hearing his words somehow put me in a better mood. I raised my head to look at him and smiled. “Your
Majesty, you probably don’t know she-wolves that well. All she- wolves care a lot about their
appearance.”
Rufus didn’t react. His handsome, expressionless face was as cold as ever.
“In my eyes, there’s no difference between ugly and beautiful faces. Ability and strength mean
everything to me.”
Well, it turned out he was still as indifferent as before.
I nodded humbly. “Your Majesty, what brings you here?”
“Why didn’t you go to the party? All the Alphas were there.” Rufus questioned me coldly, his eyes
narrowing slightly.
I pursed my lips and came up with ame excuse, saying that I wasn’t feeling well and so left early.
Hearing this, Rufus changed the topic. “You’ve been in office for a long time, but I’ve never seen you
before. When did you get disfigured?”
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His sharp eyes seemed to bore a hole in my head. I couldn’t help but break into a cold sweat. Gulping
nervously, I thought for a while before finally answering, “Five years ago, when I just started to work at
the border. The vampires were still very rampant. One time when I led my sold*iers to fight them back, I
was hurt by their special power.”
After saying that, fearing that he’d then ask me to take off the mask and show my face to him, I added,
“The vampire’s power corroded my face,pletely disfiguring it. I even wear the mask when I’m in the
shower. I hate seeing myself.”
I spoke in a mncholic tone to make it sound more convincing.
“Why didn’t anyone tell me about it until recently?” Rufus asked.
I hesitated for a while, my mind racing toe up with an excuse. “My pack never spread the news of
my disfigurement for fear that I’d feel bad. Moreover, the border is so far away from the imperial capital;
it takes a while for news to get there.”
A sneer tugged at the corners of Rufus’s lips. “True. You’ve been in office for five years and yet you’ve
never been to the imperial capital before. You didn’t even attend my coronationst year. I guess you
must care about your disfigurement very much. Otherwise, how could you not to attend any of the royal
activities?”
I was stunned for a while and my mind wentpletely nk. For a moment, I didn’t know what to say
and could only grit my teeth in anger.
Although Rufus didn’t explicitly insult me, he implied that I was too arrogant to take the royal family
seriously. I couldn’t help but think about what I had heard about the new lycan king. People said he was
extremely difficult to get along with.
I didn’t expect it to be true!
I didn’t believe their words at first, defending Rufus fiercely in my heart.
I knew that Rufus had lost his memory, but how could he have be so impossible?