The Lycan King's Fate Calling novel Chapter 1282

Crystal's POV:

I thought I had prepared myself for this, but I still found myself trembling at the scene unfolding before me.

"What's wrong?" I asked Ian in the steadiest voice I could muster. "This is Beryl. Haven't you been wanting to see her all this time?"

Ian turned his big head to look up at me before letting out a long, mournful howl. His tail drooped to the ground, and he looked considerably upset.

Beryl chose that moment to approach the wolf. "Ian?"

Ian only reacted more violently, however. He let out a long, guttural growl and bared his fangs at her. It looked like he might pounce on her and tear her into pieces if she took one step closer.

Beryl looked up at me, her eyes tearing up. "Mom, why is Ian being so horrid to me?"

I felt my brows furrow. "It might be because he hasn't seen you for a while."

As if to refute my words, Ian roared and stamped his feet, his claws leaving marks on the floor.

Just then, Arron poked his head out from behind the wolf and reached out to stroke his fur. "Come on, Ian, don't be mad. We didn't want to leave you behind in the pack, but we had no choice. From now on, we will take you everywhere we go."

My precious little boy thought that Ian was holding a grudge for that incident and wanted to ease the unmistakable tension. Arron stepped forward and made to reach for his sister's hand.

But Ian stopped him in the next second, his sharp

teeth sinking in the collar of Arron's shirt.

Arron frowned and put his hands on his hips. "Why are you acting like this, Ian? That's Beryl! Don't you recognize your best friend?"

Ian let him go, only to nudge Arron back behind him. He stood between the siblings and let out another howl.