Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 1295

Rufus’ POV:

After I left Murray alone with Grystal, instead of leaving the palace, I waited at the door.

I felt a little uneasy. How come Murray couldn’t let me know his plan?

We had known leach other for many years, so we never beat around the bush and always went straight to business. But for some reason, this time around he asked me to stay out.

My intuition told me that something was wrong.

I tried to eavesdrop on their conversation, but the door seemed to have been sealed by magic because I couldn’t hear a thing.

1 paced back and forth along the corridor, feeling extremely uneasy and irritable.

Damn it! If I had known this would happen, I would’ve learned witchcraft.

Maybe it would’ve come in useful now.

“Give up, Rufus. You’re not a wizard,” my wolf, Omar, said coldly.

I snorted. I was stubborn by nature, and the unyielding spirit in my heart was aroused. “How would I know if I don’t try? I’m a fast learner. I could easily memorize those spells.”

“Wake up, Rufus! You’re the lycan king! If werewolves could learn witchcraft so easily, the wizards and witches would’ve gone extinct a long time ago. Don’t forget that the power of your body conflicts with the power of the witches and wizards. Trying to learn witchcraft will just hurt you.”

It took Omar a great deal of effort to convince me that I was being stupid Iran my fingers through my hair in distress. What was taking Crystal and Murray so long? Why hadn’t they come out yet?

Just as I raised my knuckles to knock on the door, it was suddenly opened from the inside.

When my eyes met Crystal’s, I saw nothing but gloom and desolation in them.

Standing behind her was a smiling Murray, as if nothing had happened.

“So what happened? What did you two talk about?” I had a bad feeling about this, so’ I asked Murray with a frown.

Murray smiled at me awkwardly and walked past Crystal hastily. “Don’t ask me! Ask your wife.”

Then he ran down the corridor as fast as he could, disappearing around the corner.

I didn’t have the time to run after him, so I turned to look at Crystal and took her hand. “Sweetie, does that old geezer have a solution?”

Crystal slowly raised her head to look at me with her bright eyes. At this moment, they shone with tears, and her voice was thick with emotion.

“Murray… He said that the only way to get rid of Noreen is to kill Beryl.” My heart sank. I refused to accept this. But I put my messy emotions aside and comforted Crystal. “Don’t listen to his nonsense. He’s not that good a wizard.”

Crystal pursed her lips tightly and didn’t say anything more. It was very

obvious that she was depressed.

Seeing her like this made my heart ache. “Don’t worry. I’ll seek counsel from other wizards. We’ll find a way, honey. Beryl will be safe and sound, and we’ll finally be a happy family of four.”

Beryl was my child, too. As her father, it was my responsibility to protect her.

And as Crystal’s mate, I never wanted her to shed tears again.

There had to be another way to deal with Noreen. After all, Noreen wasn’t a god; she was still mortal and afraid of death.

“We can only lock Beryl up for now. The guards will keep an eye on her all the time.”

Crystal nodded dejectedly. “I want to see her. I don’t know if the sleep spell I cast on her is still working.”

“When Murray went to see Beryl earlier, he cast an even stronger spell on her. Don’t worry.” Seeing Crystal so haggard made me feel bad. I pulled her into a warm embrace and said softly into her hair, “I’m right here, baby. I’ll protect you and the kids, I promise. I won’t let any of you get hurt.”

Crystal rested her head on my chest and said softly, “Rufus, I’m tired. Can we go back to our room? I want to get some rest.” I lowered my head, kissed her forehead, and gently scooped her into my arms.

“Okay, I’ll take ou back to our room