The Lycan King's Fate Calling (Shawn Gibson and Sylvia)

Chapter 1272 Beryl's Soul



Chapter 1272 Beryl's Soul

Crystal's POV:

My own guess scared the crap out of me. I was so anxious that my heart pounded wildly in my chest and I had a headache. My body was shaking uncontrollably.

Rufus hugged me tightly and tried to comfort me. "Shh, everything's going to be okay."

"But if my guess is right, I don't know what we'll do..." My teeth chattered from my uncontrollable trembling. Five years ago, Noreen had managed to cause us a big trouble.

If she was really using my daughter as a bargaining chip now, I really didn't know what I'd do.

Beryl was still so young. How could she stand the pain of being possessed?

Just then, I recalled Noreen's grand plan to cultivate a combination of werewolf and black witch bloodlines...

I clenched my fists and made up my mind. Beryl could not be used as a guinea pig for Noreen's sick plans.

Rufus sent the soldiers around a kilometer away to give us some privacy.

"Beryl's strange behaviors can't be a coincidence. I'm afraid we really need to consider the possibility that Noreen's soul might be occupying Beryl's body," Rufus mused, his expression dark with worry.Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

I took a few deep breaths to calm myself down and told him what Beryl had said to me after the bedtime story.

"Beryl's an innocent free spirit. She's outspoken and doesn't know how to hide her true feelings. She

never would've said something like that. She's too young to know about philosophy and dark fairy tales. No matter how smart she is, she couldn't have said something so profound on her own volition."

The more I thought about it, the more desperate I felt. If Noreen really was in Beryl's body, then would Beryl's soul gradually weaken? And in the end, Beryl's soul could completely vanish...

"Crystal, calm down and listen to me

first." Rufus horriedly placed his

hands on my shoulders and forced me to look him in the eye. "Fortunately, we were able to find out the problem. It's not too late. Our top priority now should be to find a way to test Beryl and make the witch reveal herself. After all, we're just guessing right now. We need to

confirm it before we start to panic."

"But how can we test her?" I looked at Rufus worriedly. My mind was an absolute mess, and I couldn't think straight.

Rufus lowered his head and thought

for a while. Then he looked at me and said, "For now, we can't afford to alert the enemy. If we're right and Noreen really is living in Beryl's body, then I doubt Noreen would admit it. She'll probably trick us into thinking otherwise. We need to find the perfect way to make Noreen give herself away. So we have to go back and pretend nothing happened in front of Beryl. We can't arouse Noreen's suspicion."

I ran my fingers through my hair in distress. "Fine, but..."

Rufus reached out to smooth my knitted brows and comforted me gently, "Beryl's my daughter, too. I swear I won't let anything bad happen to her. And Crystal, I'm also hoping that no matter what happens next, you won't leave me again. I'll only be able to deal with the enemy if I know that you're safe with me."

I slowly nodded in a daze. Looking down, I reached out to hold his left index finger. "I know. I won't act rashly. Don't worry."

Rufus finally smiled. "Come on. Let's go back and check up on Beryl."

"Okay."

It was already one o'clock in the morning by the time we returned to Rufus' palace.

As soon as we entered, Jennie, Beryl's personal maid, rushed out, pale-faced.

I had a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach. "What happened?"

"Beryl... She's missing!" the maid answered in a trembling voice.

Rufus's expression darkened. When he was about to lose his temper and scold Jennie, the head maid hurried forward and admitted, "I'm sorry, Your Majesty. Jennie was sent to the kitchen earlier tonight, so she has no idea what happened. Beryl woke up an hour ago and wanted to see her brother, so your mother took her there."


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