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

Rufus' POV:

I remained stunned for a long time and studied the child's little face repeatedly. I even thought I was hallucinating.

I reached out and pinched his cheek gently. It was soft and warm. He was not a mannequin.

He looked just like me.

But why?

How could the child look so similar to me? He was an exact replica of me as a kid.

At first, I was pretty sure that this boy was Arron, but now, some uncertainty crept in.

How could Crystal's child resemble me? He also had no wounds on his face. This situation was just so strange.

But if this boy wasn't Arron, who could he be?

When did I have an illegitimate child? This child must be around five years old. If he was truly my child, I would have gotten his mother pregnant five or six years ago.

I was still a prince during that period. My temper was worse than it was now. I had absolutely no interest in women back then. It was impossible that a she-wolf could get close to me and get pregnant with my child.

But what if this child was really Arron?

As I thought about how Crystal had always kept Arron's face bandaged, I wondered if it was because she was afraid of it being discovered that he looked like me.

Many people were present in the palace, and once he was spotted, Crystal would be condemned.

Was this the secret she wanted to keep under wraps?

If that was the case, had she also been in the imperial capital five years ago and even had a relationship with me?

My head began to pound as these thoughts raced through my mind.

Damn it! I couldn't continue this train of thought anymore.

I quickly shoved these musings away and told myself that the boy in front of me was not Arron. This was just a coincidence.

The boy turned over in his sleep and called out for his mommy.

Feeling confused, I couldn't stop myself from touching his fluffy hair. Even his hair color was the same as mine.

As I stared at the boy, I wanted to get close to him for some unknown reason.

This strange feeling was not a coincidence.

Omar was also stunned and said in disbelief, "Rufus, is this boy your son?"

I pursed my lips, not replying. The possibility ran through my mind over and over again.

"He looks so similar to you when you were little. His nose and mouth are so cute. Can you turn into wolf form so I can touch him? I really want to feel him." Omar was also hit with a strong impulse to touch the boy. Perhaps he just wanted to get closer to him, like me.

I turned into a wolf and stood by the bed, gazing down at the little boy. My feelings were getting stronger for him. I really wanted to cradle his neck...

Retracting my sharp claws, I gently placed my paw on the boy's little face. Intense affection surged within my heart.

I was so ecstatic at that moment that I wanted to run, scream, and protect him at the same time.

"Okay, turn back into our human form. We need to leave now. Let's go and find Crystal," Omar said with satisfaction. My mind was still muddled when I returned to my human form.

Omar sighed. "Don't dwell on it now. We can't stay here for too long. The clowns have installed a signal blocker at this place. To get in touch with the army, we have to leave here first the clowns are highly cautious. I'm afraid that they will notice something amiss."

Returning to my senses, I said, "Okay, let's take the child with us then."

My instinct told me that this child must have some relation to me.

Whether he was Arron or not, I had to take him with me.

Picking him up, I made my way to the door. As soon as I pulled it I was faced with a group of

blocking my exit holding t

More people than before were present here now.

Perhaps Lee had discovered something and sent reinforcements.