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Chapter 567 – Saving Her Cursed Lycan Prince

I was flustered. Instantly, Laura ended the call and the screen blacked out.

“Where is Grandma? Is the signal bad?” Beryl blinked her large, Bambi eyes and tapped the screen once more in an attempt to start another video call.

Startled, I quickly disconnected it.

“Mom, what’s wrong? You don’t look good.” Arron looked at me worriedly.

“It’s okay. It’s just too hot here. I will switch on the air conditioning.” Then, I hurriedly grabbed my phone and rushed out.

Laura’s POV

In the video, Sylvia sat aside, evidently lost in her thoughts. Needless to say, she must be thinking about Rufus. She had been Alpha for a while now, and able to manage the pack efficiently; however, she could not hide her thoughts on certain things. They were all clearly written on her face.

As expected, her ears perked up when I mentioned Rufus.

I was amused and my heart melted, so I told her something about Rufus.

The kids didn’t understand what I meant and kept asking me what a lycan was and why I called him king.

It was difficult for me to answer. No one had ever asked me such a tricky question.

I was deep in thought when Rufus suddenly barged in.

Shocked and flabbergasted at the same time, my phone fell to the ground.

Rufus wanted to help me pick it up, but I got to it first.

Befuddled, he asked in furrowed brows, “What’s wrong? You look flustered.”

“Nothing. Why didn’t you ask the guard to let me know before you came in?” With a deep breath, I was able to pull myself back together. I guessed that Rufus didn’t hear or see anything.

“Well, I did. But the guard said that you didn’t answer the door. I was worried, so I came in to check on you.” Rufus changed the subject and asked, “Who were you video chatting with? I haven’t seen you this happy in a long time.”

He joined me on the couch and eyed me curiously.

I started to sweat profusely and stuffed the phone down the crevice of the couch. Then I pretended to be calm and prepared tea. “No one. It’s just my friend.”

“I think I heard a child’s voice,” said Rufus.

My hand holding the tea cup froze. Then, in my embarrassment, I feigned an angry expression. “What’s wrong with that? My friend has a grandson. She just showed me the little boy. You are over 30 years old, but still single. When will you give me a grandson that I can show off to my friends?”

Rufus fell silent. His handsome eyebrows wrinkled and eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

I let out a sigh of relief, poured a small cup of tea, and pushed it in front of him.

Actually, I already had two wonderful grandchildren, so I didn’t think it was necessary to encourage Rufus to get married.

I would respect Rufus’ opinions if he didn’t want to get married any time soon.

However, the elders of the royal family had been urging him to get married for some time now. At their monthly meetings, they would always open the topic of marriage to him.

And because he didn’t take their words seriously, the elders came to me. As for me, I just shrugged it off and told Rufus to deal with it.

After several attempts, the elders eventually conceded that it wasn’t going to work. They stopped reminding him every month and only mentioned it every half a year.

I calmly sipped my tea and inquired, “What’s up?”

I couldn’t help but urge him. After all, the video call with my precious grandchildren had been cut short because of his unexpected arrival.

Indulging in his tea at his own leisure, Rufus pondered for some time. “It’s time for me to get married.”

I almost spat out the mouthful of tea and asked in surprise, “You’re getting married? Who are you going to marry? Why are you mentioning this all of a sudden?”

“Just pick one randomly. Besides, the elders have been arranging the selection. I’m tired of it,” Rufus said indifferently. He was making marriage sound like picking up a random cabbage in the market and it would be fine as long as it wasn’t poisonous. He acted as if he was not the one who would get married.

I was rendered speechless for a while. “Marriage is a big deal. You can’t be so casual about it. You have to marry a woman you love. Getting a divorce when you realize you’re not a good match isn’t really an option now that you’re the lycan king.”

“I don’t care. I just need to marry a woman to continue my bloodline and I believe that is what the ministers and the public want. Besides, didn’t you always want to have a grandchild?” Rufus looked at me seriously.

Laura’s POV

I didn’t understand. Rufus had never shown any interest in getting married before, and he never cared about any she-wolf. So why did he suddenly change his mind?

Rufus fiddled with his ring, as if what he was saying meant nothing. “I’m about to turn 35. Now it’s time to train an heir.”

I frowned at his reasoning. I still thought it was wrong to make a hasty decision about something like this. Rufus didn’t even realize he already had children. Besides, he couldn’t just marry a random woman he didn’t love and have children with her!

But I had my own motives. I thought of my grandchildren who were far away at the border.

Sad to say, I had no idea when I’d next get to see them and hold them in my arms. With this on my mind, I lost interest in the matter Rufus had mentioned.

“Do you have any suggestions, Mom?” Rufus asked.

To be honest, I was at a loss. However, Rufus was my biological son, and I was still obligated to take care of him.

“What kind of woman do you like?”

“It doesn’t matter. You can arrange it for me,” Rufus said, leaving the matter entirely to me.

I curled my lips and glanced at him from the corner of my eye. Now he was asking me to handle it. Why hadn’t he been so filial and obedient back then? Had he listened to me, things wouldn’t have turned out like this.

To be honest, I wasn’t motivated to do this for him at all. Choosing a wife for Rufus was far too troublesome. I once chose Alina after careful consideration, but I didn’t expect her to turn out to be such a treacherous woman. Now, she was locked up in prison.

The only thing I wanted to do now was bring back my two grandchildren. This would guarantee Rufus an heir.

“Mom, are you worried about anything?” Rufus asked, seeming to notice the shift in my disposition.


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