Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Rufus’ POV:

I was a little worried, and deep anxiety lingered in my mind. Beryl had to endure the powerful witch power at such a tender age,

The power surge would

definitely not stabilize soon, and during this process, she would have to suffer

immense pain.

But fortunately, everything seemed to be improving.

I told myself that as long as we were alive, there would always be a way.

When Crystal began to breathe again, I felt that my lost soul had returned and I was reinvigorated. Even if several obstacles still waited for us in the future, I had the confidence to overcome them now.

I personally took Crystal to the hospital and customized the most suitable diet plan for her. I believed that she would recover faster only if I did this myself.

A steady stream of Crystal’s friends visited the Royal Hospital’s ward.

Flora came almost every day, and sometimes she would help look after Beryl and Arron. The kids were staying at the hospital with us. Initially, I hadn’t allowed this and had asked Laura to take them back to the imperial palace.

But Beryl had always been mischievous enough to stay out of the sight of the guards and maids. She always found a way to sneak out of the imperial palace, bringing Arron with her. Every time they sneaked into the hospital, they would be messy and covered in filth. So, I ordered the guards to fill up all the holes of the walls. Then, Beryl simply pretended to be sick. As a result, she had a reason to stay in the hospital. Even Arron had begun to pick up her tricks in the past few days.

I had no choice but to let them stay.

Now, they were more vigilant than the nurses of the hospital. Their gaze was continuously fixed on the ECG machine. They feared that Crystal’s heart would stop beating at any moment.

Everyone expected Crystal to wake up soon. They called out her name over and over again. I also chanted her name in my heart.Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

However, no matter how hard we tried, she showed no indication of waking up.

As time passed by, my heart burned with anxiety, but I was helpless.

Murray had done his best,

but Crystal didn’t wake up. It seemed like she had

fallen into an eternal sleep

I convinced myself that after enduring so much pain, it was not a big deal for me to wait a little. I had to patiently sit tight until she woke up.

Every night, I sat by her bed and updated her on the day’s events.

This night, as usual, I sat on the edge of her bed, clasped her hand, and gave her the rundown of the day’s happenings. “Beryl’s powers spiraled out of control again today, but this time the situation was much better than the power surge she had experienced three days ago. At least she could stay in her senses and stop hurting herself. I believe that soon, she will be able to control her witch power. Crystal, just wake up. Both our kids need you. And I need you as well.”

I suddenly felt Crystal’s fingers twitch a little while I was speaking.

I instantly gasped and froze. I watched Crystal unblinkingly. The next second, I saw that her eyelids visibly fluttered.

‘Crystal…

“I murmured her name in disbelief. A sense of hope suddenly unfurled within me.

I knew this was a sign that Crystal was about to wake up. I gripped her hand tightly and found more courage to call out to her, “Crystal, I’m here. Wake up,

Crystal.”