Crystal's POV:
Rufus barged in and witnessed me falling to the floor. He instantly became nervous. He strode toward me and picked me up in his arms. "Did you get hurt?"
"No. I just fell down because I'm weak." I wrapped my arms around his neck, my face flushed with embarrassment.
Rufus was still concerned about me, so he examined my body and noticed that I'd bruised my elbow.
He took me back to the room, dried my body with a towel, and helped me get dressed.
I felt awkward, but I knew I could only turn to him for help in my current physical state.
I was half-naked during my first meeting with Rufus. At that time, he had arranged for a tight dress for me. I had been so unfamiliar with him back then, and I had been significantly more embarrassed than now.
The pajamas he had prepared for me today were much more casual.
I didn't dare to meet his eyes. After all, I was still supposed to be slow-witted. I couldn't let him discover that I was fine.
"Are you thirsty? Do you want some water?" Rufus asked while bringing the first-aid kit.
"I'm not thirsty." Now no matter what I spoke, I still felt mortified, so it was better to speak less.
Rufus sat on the edge of the bed and changed as well. His cream pajamas made him look particularly gentle and handsome.
I couldn't stop myself from stealing a few glances at him. I liked him very much.
Every she-wolf hoped to see her mate every day and to stay by his side all the time.
This thought brought my spirits down. If only I could spend the rest of my life with Rufus.
"Why are you so sad all of a sudden?" Rufus seemed to have picked up on the shift in my mood. He raised my chin and studied my expression carefully.
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