The Lycan King's Fate Calling novel Chapter 1278

Crystal's POV:

Rufus didn't release me until I calmed down. He touched my arms with his fingers, which were covered in blood.

That was when I realized how badly I'd hurt myself when I lost control just now.

I frowned and dropped my gaze to the floor. "Summer is almost here. I want to wear beautiful dresses."

Rufus rolled his eyes at me, turned around, and retrieved a box of ointment from the cabinet. "You ran faster than a rabbit just now. I was nearly scared to death. I've told you to tell me beforehand if anything is happening to you. Why do you always try to hide your emotions from me?"

Looking at his dark expression, I coyly replied, "I didn't have a choice. That emotion overwhelmed me out of the blue and I couldn't control it at all."

Rufus scoffed and positioned my arms on his lap so that he could apply the ointment.

The icy medicine alleviated my pain.

I tilted my head and watched Rufus, who was carefully applying the ointment. "Are you mad at me?"

"Why should I be mad at you? You just told me that you couldn't control your emotion. If I really want to be angry, I will direct my fury at Noreen. This is all her fault. When I capture her, I will make her suffer a fate worse than death," Rufus said in a dark voice as he scowled.

I discretely stuck my tongue out at him, knowing that he was absolutely infuriated.

"But catching Noreen is not an easy feat. She's so cunning," I mumbled sadly.

"There has to be a way," Rufus replied lightly.

After applying the medicine, he thickly bandaged my arms and finished off my dressing with a plastic covering as the outer layer.

I waved my arm, which looked like a rolling pin, and felt amused. "Baby, I've just suffered a few scratches. Isn't this a little over the top?"

"It's to prevent your scratches from getting wet in the bath," Rufus replied concisely and authoritatively.

Okay...

I pursed my lips, not having the courage to challenge his final say. He was already unhappy today.

Rufus bent forward and lifted me out of the bathtub. Then he took off my wet clothes. Once the water in the bathtub was warm, he placed me back inside.

He sat next to the tub and washed my hair.

I shut my eyes and enjoyed the massage. My body melted with relaxation.

"You did this a lot in the past. You would help me shower and wash my hair, and also help me choose my clothes. You took care of me like a doll," I said softly.