The Lycan King's Fate Calling (Shawn Gibson and Sylvia) novel Chapter 1078

Rufus' POV:

"Why would you want to live in that place? That's where Rufus resided when he was still the crown prince. After he succeeded Ethan, he shifted to the king's palace. As a result, the palace Rufus used to occupy has remained vacant for a long time." Mom looked up and shot Adela an icy glare. It seemed that she was irked by Adela's proposal.

Adela's eyebrows furrowed and she looked at me with misty eyes. She was so nervous that tears pooled in her eyes. "I know. I just want to be closer to His Majesty. I have always admired him, so I want to live at his previous residence."

I lowered my gaze and didn't meet Adela's eyes. I was subconsciously repulsed and wanted to refuse her request, but she added, "Didn't you tell me this morning that I could ask for anything I desired? I don't want anything. I just want to be closer to you. I believe being with you is more important than anything else."

"Well, what is your opinion, Rufus?" Mom asked me. I didn't know if it was just a figment of my imagination or not, but I inexplicably got the sense from my mother's tone that she was actually enjoying this.

Adela looked at me with a pitiful expression. The corners of her eyes began turning red, as if she would burst into tears the next second if I didn't agree to her proposal.

I was a little irritated and held my breath in my chest. Finally, I swallowed my annoyance and gave in. "All right. Mom, please send someone to clean that place."

"Okay." Although Mom had agreed instantly, her expression was strange. She shot me a pointed look and hurriedly left with her subordinates, as if she didn't want to stay here for a moment longer.

I closed my eyes to clear my mind. Adela was still standing beside the bed, but I didn't know what to say to her. She had rescued me and I should be grateful to her. But when my mind flashed back to Crystal's solitary fleeing figure, my mood instantly soured.

At this moment, a servant entered with some food. My chest and arms were bandaged heavily, leaving me unable to eat by myself, so Adela offered to feed me.

I hesitated for a few seconds. I believed that since we were mates, it would be a good idea to become familiar with each other before getting married. Adela seemed to be very meek. Maybe becoming better acquainted would reduce her fear.

I scowled and did my best to resist the urge to push her hand away. I opened my mouth with a blank expression.

The warm soup did not taste bad, but for some reason, it made my stomach churn uneasily. I inhaled deeply and tried to keep the soup down. Adela's scent was extremely unpleasant. I could stand it when there was a considerable distance between us, but now that we were in close quarters, I couldn't tolerate it at all. I had to work hard to suppress the disgust I felt in my heart.

"I'm done." I turned my head away and asked Adela to put the soup aside.

"Please have some more." She pouted and brought the spoon closer to my lips. Although she was trying to coax me out of kindness, it only served to arouse my disgust.

I lost my temper as I extended my arm and knocked the bowl from her hand.