Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight
Chapter 1067 Done For
Crystal’s POV:
Rufus was still deep in slumber by the time his temperature returned to normal. Then he began to talk in his sleep. I drew even closer to him, but I couldn’t make out the words clearly. I thought I heard him say, “Who are you?”
I touched his forehead to make sure that he wasn’t incurring another fever.
“Is Rufus dreaming of you?” Yana asked curiously.
I hesitated for a brief moment. “No way. If he dreams of me, it would be a nightmare. But he looks calm right now.”
I still didn’t understand how he got seriously injured. I sat up and stared at his back. There were several more scars I hadn’t seen before. What the hell had happened to him in the last five years? Had he been throwing himself into danger all this time?
I touched the scars on his back and gently traced them with my fingers, sighing to myself.
I only had one simple wish in this life, and that was for Rufus and our children to always be healthy and safe. But now, it seemed that Rufus’ position as the supreme leader of the werewolf race didn’t do much; he was still constantly surrounded by danger.
I tried to calm myself and got up to prepare something to eat. Since Rufus still hadn’t fully recovered yet, I left my clothes on his body. No one was here to see me, anyway.
I wandered around the cave n*ake*d and found an ideal piece of stone. With a bit of witchcraft, I smoothed its surface and created a deep pit at the center. Now I had a stone pot to cook with.
I arranged some twigs and branches over the fire, then fetched some water and set it on the pot. I put the fish in first, and then added the mushrooms. The mountain spring water was cool and sweet, adding a refreshing element to the dish.
Soon enough, the cave was filled with the aroma of food. I sneaked another bout of magic and made myself a wooden spoon to stir the soup with. Once it was cooked and cooled down, I carefully fed Rufus.
I ate some myself, and then followed it up with a few of the sweet fruits.
The wind outside howled louder as I finished my meager meal. I collected the dry straw scattered at the entrance of the cave and put them under Rufus, hoping that it would help to keep him warm.
Rufus was still fast asleep. I sat next to him and dozed off. The next thing I knew, Yana was urgently telling me to wake up.
“Come on, hurry and wake up! Rufus is rousing.” Yana was hopping anxiously in my mind.
I was still a little dazed, though. I blinked my eyes open and found myself in Rufus’ arms. He furrowed his brows and let out a groan. His hand twitched inside mine. He was going to wake up any second now.
I scrambled out of his embrace, overcome by the need to flee.
“Hurry up! He’s about to open his eyes!” Yana urged. “If he discovers you, you’ll be done for!”
Her words were unnecessary, as I was already rushing myself. But Rufus had somehow grabbed my arm in a vise grip. I did not dare to struggle hard against his hold, or I might suddenly wake him up. “Your clothes! Your clothes!” Yana reminded me.
But my clothes were all tangled up in Rufus’ body, and I couldn’t risk prying them without waking him. My plan was to release myself from his grip, and then hightail it out of the cave without a backward glance.
Before I could do anything, however, I heard Rufus ‘ cold voice saying, “You’re done for.”
I froze in shock. All I could think about was that I was well and truly doomed, indeed.