Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 980
Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince
Crystalâs POV:
Soon after my video chat with the Beta of my pack ended, I retired to our room to have dinner with Arron.
When I entered, he was in the middle of frantically ripping off the bandage from his head. With a frown, I walked over to him.
âHoney, didnât I say that you donât need to bandage when you are alone here?â
âMommy, Iâm just practicing how to bandage myself.â A little embarrassed, Arron swiftly took off the bandage from his face.
I looked at him suspiciously, feeling somehow terrible about this. Arron stammered and seemed to be guilty of doing something bad.
I helped him put away the bandage. When I walked to the window, I found that there were small footprints on its frame.
Taking a glance at Arron, who had been avoiding eye contact with me, I asked, âDid you sneak out today?â
Arron kept silent for a while before lowering his head. âIâm sorry, Mommy. I went out for a while, but I didnât go too far,â he apologized in a low voice.
All of a sudden, my heart softened. I wrapped my arms around him and immediately comforted, âBaby, Iâm sorry. I didnât mean to blame you. I just think that you shouldnât climb the window next time you want to go out. Itâs dangerous. What if you fall?â
It was all my fault that I had been neglecting Arron these past few days. He had probably been very upset when I didnât let him go out of this room.
Thinking of this, I felt even guiltier. I caressed his head and said softly, âWe can go home after a few more days.â Hearing my words, Arron smiled again and nodded obediently. âI know, Mommy. Donât worry. I will be a good boy and I wonât climb the window again.â
Arronâs stomach growled as he spoke.
I burst into laughter. âAre you hungry? Come on. Letâs go and have dinner.â
A servant had already served our dinner. I led Arron to the table and set the plate and utensils for him.
At this time, an invitation on the table caught my eyes. It wasnât there before, so I asked Arron where it came from.
He frowned again and said nervously. âA servant brought it here just now.â
I raised my eyebrows and didnât ask more. When I unfolded the card, and saw my name scrawled on it, but it was misspelled.
I laughed after recognizing that it was Berylâs handwriting. Then, I asked Arron directly, âDid Beryl come here just now?â
Only Beryl would dare to use Rufusâ seal for trivial things. I didnât know what the little girl was thinking. Why did she send me this invitation secretly? Did she know something?
Arron pursed his lips and studied me intently. After determining that I was not upset, he finally said, âYes. It was Beryl who climbed the window earlier. She told me not to tell you.â
I patted Arronâs head and said, âI know. I didnât mean to blame you.â
Thinking of it now, I realized that only Beryl would climb a window. Arron had always been obedient and wouldnât easily do something out of lineâexcept when he was with Beryl.
My son breathed a sigh of relief and started digging into his meal.
While sitting on the opposite side of the table, I took a good long look at the invitation. I felt funny in my heart. Beryl was still the same girl as before. She might appear distant to me, but I could tell that deep down, she still wanted to be close to me. Despite her wild and unpredictable behavior, she was actually extremely careful and sensitive in most situations.
âAre you going to the ball, Mommy?â Arron finished his bite and asked curiously. âIt seems that Beryl really wants you to go to the ball.â