Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Chapter 1209 Kiss Her (Rufus’ POV)

Crystal was being tortured, not just by one, but by three different kinds of power. Her veins stood out on the back of her hands, and her body continued to burn.

I carried her back to the bed and prepared a basin of water to wipe her with. I needed to get her temperature down first.

No medicine could help her, and from what I had just seen, the painkillers didn’t do much, either.

If Crystal’s fever continued much longer, her body might burn to ashes before it could explode.

Towels were changed one after another, the basin emptied and refilled repeatedly. The blood curse was so potent that several towels caught sparks of flames as soon as they made contact with her skin. I couldn’t even imagine the pain Crystal must be going through.

The blood stains on her body were cleaned, but she was sweating endlessly.

I stared at her face, twisted in agony, and my heart ached. I didn’t even understand why I was reacting like that, but I was adamant about not letting her die. I refused to even entertain the possibility. If I could, I would have traded places with her in a heartbeat.

I wiped the sweat off her face in a loving caress. I didn’t know what else to do. How could I comfort her? How could I make this better?

Words were of no use at this time. I just wish I could be the one in pain instead of her. Damn that bastard, Lee! I will hunt him down and chop him into pieces!

My violent tendencies began to stir in the pit of my stomach, and the desire to destroy kept building and building up. I hadn’t felt this impulse since the moon curse was removed from me.

My first thought was that I was going crazy. How could I suddenly harbor such barbaric thoughts? This cunning witch on the bed must have really cast a spell on me. Why else would I dream about her again and again? And every time I was in her presence. I felt… oddly at peace.

I put the towel away and took her hand. “In any case, you need to wake up. You promised Beryl that you would take her to fly some kites, remember? It’s going to be sunny in the next few days. You should get better soon and take advantage of the fine weather. And Arron… You have yet to explain to me why he resembles me so much. Aren’t you worried that without you, I would mistreat your kids?”

I paused, but there was no reaction from Crystal. I sighed and continued. “You love the children so much. Surely, you can’t bear to leave them behind, can you? I promise you this, as long as you wake up, I will grant you your freedom. I will never restrain you again. You can return to the border pack if that is what you want. I know you cherish your freedom. There are so many rules in the imperial palace, right? You must have felt suffocated this entire time.”

I let out a self-derisive chuckle. I didn’t even know what I was trying to accomplish, but I felt a tug at my heart with every sentence I said. And when I spoke of setting Crystal free, I felt a crushing pain sweep over me.

“If you refuse to wake up, I will throw Arron and Beryl to the orphanage, where they will have nothing and no one to rely on.” I would never do that, of course. But I needed to get a reaction from Crystal, and the only way I knew how was to mention something that would stimulate her. If Crystal really died, I didn’t think I would mind raging a full-on war against the vampires.

At last, my words seemed to have reached her. Crystal cracked her eyes open ever so slightly, and managed to squeeze out a few words in her feeble voice. “Don’t… Don’t hurt them…”

As soon as she said that, her back arched up, and she let out a bloodcurdling scream. She flailed in the sheets and began scratching her arms again.

I quickly loomed over her and pinned her hands to the bed. “Crystal, hang in there. Please, just hold on. You’ll be fine soon.”

“No! Please kill me! It hurts too much.” Crystal continued to scream and cry out, her body twisting this way and that. At some point, I grew scared she might bite her tongue and bleed to death. All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

As both my hands were engaged with holding her down, I felt I had no choice but to use my mouth Without wasting another second, I swooped down and pressed my lips against hers.