The Lycan King's Fate Calling novel Chapter 942

Crystal's POV:

Time sped by and soon enough it was time for the military parade. I woke up at the crack of dawn to get ready.

I looked at Arron who was still sleeping and walked over to his side. I bent over, stroked his head, and planted a kiss on his forehead. Although Arron had to keep his bandages on at all times, he was generally enjoying his time at the imperial palace.

After setting the table and getting everything in order, I headed down to the city center to wait for the opening of the parade.

This year, more people came to the celebration. After Rufus took over the throne, the werewolves reclaimed a number of packs that had been under the authority of vampires. In addition, this was the first grand celebration since Rufus became king, so all the Alphas and royal aristocrats of the empire came.

As I joined the group of Alphas, I watched them exchange pleasantries and mingle. Most of these Alphas were already friends with each other, having been connected with interests or marriage relationships. Lots of them disdained the border packs. So of course, my presence was disregarded. But I didn't care at all. I was happy to be ignored, otherwise I would have to find an excuse to disguise myself. I adjusted my white hat and moved to the most inconspicuous spot, trying not to make a sound.

Warren acted just like me. And it wasn't because no one paid him any attention; he just didn't like attending social engagements and dealing with the hypocrites. He stood not far away from me, with a cold face, and didn't intend to socialize as usual.

Some of the Alphas went to talk to him. Even though he was nice, Warren didn't seem very friendly. And after some of them noticed his implicit hostility, they gradually left him alone. Fortunately, Warren brought his subordinates here, who stood around him to ease the embarrassment.

I watched all this silently and felt a little surprised. When I met Warren at the reception party last time, I felt that he had recoiled back to his old stern self. Initially, I thought it was just my wild guess, but now it seemed I was right.

Five years ago before we parted ways, I felt Warren had changed a lot. He had basically let go of himself in front of his friends. All his joy, anger, and sadness were no longer hidden in his heart. He was completely tamed by Flora to be a good boyfriend. Love indeed made him a better man.

But why did Warren seem to have reverted to his apathetic self? He looked so cold now as if there was nothing he cared about in the world. His extraordinary coldness made me start to worry about his relationship with Flora. A man with a happy family and a loving wife and children would not be like this.

I couldn't help but give Warren a few extra glances, and he noticed. He looked downcast as he squeezed his lips together and looked at me. He was full of hostility towards me.

I grinned at him, but then realized that I was wearing a mask. He couldn't see my expression right now. Amused by my foolish behavior, I gave my mask an embarrassed tug and wanted to say something to Warren to break the awkward silence, but Warren had already turned his head away. He obviously didn't want to be bothered.

Alright! He still remembered the fact that I had ignored him at the reception party. I pursed my lips and wondered if it was worth it to try and reconnect with him.

Unfortunately, there was no way to rectify the situation now that there was obviously a misunderstanding. Warren was a prideful man, so he wouldn't talk to me first again. I guessed I might have been blacklisted in his heart.

After giving it some serious thought, I decided to withdraw my steps. I should probably find a more appropriate time and occasion to ask about him and Flora.