Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

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I stumbled out of bed, pulled off my shirt, and looked at my back in the mirror.

There was no sign of the black thorn.

Just as Crystal had expected, the curse of the black thorn was lifted now that she was dead. And I had regained all my memories, which meant that… Crystal was really dead.

The mere thought nearly made me collapse on the spot. The pain of losing her was so unbearable that I wanted to take my own life so that I could be with Crystal.

“Rufus, calm down. Have you already forgotten what Crystal told you before she died? You have to live and take good care of your mother and two kids,” Omar said, trying to talk some sense into me. He too remembered everything we had forgotten, and he also felt the same unbearable pain I felt. “Crystal left you five years ago to keep you alive. You owe it to her to live on. Otherwise, Crystal’s sacrifices will be in vain.”

I slowly loosened my grip on the hilt of the sword. My eyes were bloodshot and swollen from crying, but there were no more tears flowing out. It was as though I had run out of tears to shed.

“Omar, what am I going to do? I can’t live without her. The full moon curse didn’t hurt as much as this. Just thinking about her lifeless body resting under the dirt makes me want to die!”

I fell to my knees and buried my face in my palms. I felt like a caged wild beast; my only options wert to wait and suffer until I died or to take my own life.

“Cheer up, Rufus. Crystal said that she’d always be with you…” Omar’s steady voice suddenly broke. He had always been rational, levelheaded, and brave. It was the first time I had ever seen him so fragile.

He probably felt too sad to function just like me.

I lost control and transformed into my wolf, smashing everything in the room.

Did people really have souls? If the answer was yes, then why couldn’t I feel Crystal’s presence? She wasn’t here with me. She was dead. She had no soul. I couldn’t see her smiling at me. I couldn’t see her beautiful eyes. I couldn’t hear her sweet voice, nor could I feel her warmth.

She was a liar! She abandoned me again and again, making sure I could never be with her.

The only thing she left with, me was a depressing loneliness. I just wanted to hold her, to k**s her-but she wasn’t here anymore.

Hearing the commotion, the guards outside rushed in and looked at me with fear in their eyes. “Your Majesty, you’ve finally woken up…”

I turned around and grabbed one of them by the collar. “Where is Crystal?

Where is she?”

“Y-you Majesty, Miss Crystal is..” the guard faltered. In the end, he misunderstood and answered literally, “Miss Crystal is dead.”

I smashed him against the wall violently. “Don’t you think I know that? Now, where is she?”

“Miss Crystal is in her coffin,” another guard answered in a low voice.

I picked up the sword and pressed its blade against the guard’s neck. “Say that again.”

The guard knelt down shakily. “I’m sorry, Your Majesty. Miss Crystal… She’s receiving her last farewells in the mourning hall. She’s about to be buried.” I was so angry that I almost slashed his throat on the spot. “Who said you could do that? Did I give the order to have her buried?”

“It was the Queen Mother who gave the order. You’ve been unconscious for a whole week, Your Majesty. She said that it couldn’t be delayed any longer and asked us to let Miss Crystal rest in peace,” the guard explained in a trembling voice.