The Lycan King's Fate Calling (Shawn Gibson and Sylvia) novel Chapter 1115

Lucy's POV:

After reasoning with her, Adela finally gave up the idea of sounding Rufus out.

I didn't have the patience to pander to her idiocy much longer, so after giving her a few more words of comfort, I immediately sent her away.

Once she was gone, I went to the study on the second floor. I removed the knick-knacks lining one of the shelves and took out a metal key from a hidden grove. I inserted it to its designated keyhole and let myself into the adjoining secret room.

It was by no means a large space, just a cozy nook I used to store Kyle's ashes.

Back then, I had sent someone to collect Kyle's body in secret, but all that was left at the site were a pile of bones. He had long been devoured by wild beasts.

I stroked the carved lines on the urn before pressing my lips against its surface. If Richard hadn't meddled with us, I might have had a complete and happy family right now. Firman wouldn't suffer public criticism and bullying, and we wouldn't be living such a pathetic and miserable life.

I took a deep breath to steady my emotions. I had lost count of the times I had come here and wept, but I still cried whenever I thought of Kyle.

I missed him so much. I would give anything to have him back, alive and safe.

The only light in my bleak existence had come and gone so quickly, as if it were nothing more than a dream.

I hate them all—Richard, Rufus, Crystal, and my cruel bastard of a father.

Since Richard's downfall, my father had disowned me and focused on his another daughter, hoping this new pawn of a daughter could help him achieved his ambition. No one cared whether I was alive or dead, and I almost didn't, either. All I cared about was Kyle's child.

Power was the currency in the imperial capital, and it was next to impossible to make a single move without a strong backer. Although Firman was acknowledged as a member of the royal family, his association with Richard deemed him deserving to be looked down upon. Even the son of a Beta from a small, unknown pack would have no qualms about bullying him.

The thought made me clench my fists. I wanted to punish everyone who had dared to lay a hand on my son. I wanted to kill them all!

The smallest details and her unique mannerisms would fool no one, no matter how much her appearance might have changed.

I scoffed when I recalled how Crystal was still a goody two shoes. She had instantly softened after hearing that Firman was being bullied.

I initially had no intentions to do anything to her since she really helped my boy, but she had reappeared with Rufus' child, which effectively messed up my plans.

If Rufus learned of this, he would surely make that boy his heir, and Firman would lose his chance to sit on the throne.

There was no way I would let that happen. The crown belonged to Firman alone, no one else.

Since I couldn't touch Rufus, I would just have to settle with the boy. Crystal had done a good job of hiding him. Rufus was probably unaware that he had a son.

In that case, I should just get rid of the boy, and all of our problems would be solved. I would eliminate a threat to Firman's ascension to the throne, and Crystal wouldn't have to be worried about Rufus discovering the existence of his son. Really, she should thank me for my efforts.