Fated To The Cursed Werewolf King

Hazel sighed as she stepped out of the throne hall.

She wasn’t sure what to think about Caius’s reaction earlier. He hadn’t stopped her from making Anita her personal maid, but she couldn’t tell if he was in a bad mood or simply didn’t like what she had done.

She didn’t want to interrupt him while he was busy with his royal duties, but she couldn’t control her anger anymore. Someone had tried to steal something very important from her, and the person behind it was still free. Everyone was acting as though they had solved the problem, but they hadn’t even found the real mastermind.

How was she supposed to stay calm?

She sighed again and changed direction, heading toward Caius’s study.

When she arrived, she stopped in front of the door and raised her hand. For a moment, she hesitated before knocking.

There was no answer. She waited for a few seconds and knocked again, but the door remained silent.

The guards standing nearby exchanged confused looks.

Since when did the Queen need to knock before entering the King’s study? Caius could already sense her whenever she came close to him. He probably knew she was standing outside even before she raised her hand.

Hazel glanced at the guards before finally pushing the door open.

She stepped inside and found Caius sitting behind his large desk. He lifted his head and looked at her with a confused expression.

Thankfully, he was alone.

Hazel closed the door behind her and walked toward him.

”I don’t understand why everyone is acting like nothing happened,” she began, unable to hide her frustration. ”Someone tried to steal my vision, and we still don’t know who sent them. Then Anita comes into the throne hall and starts talking about some stalker she sent because she’s curious about Ethan’s love life. Does that even make sense?”

Caius said nothing. He simply watched her.

”And Doris is suddenly innocent? What about the person who tried to take my ability? What if they try again? I can’t just sit around and wait for someone to attack me!”

She stopped talking when she noticed the expression on his face. ”Why are you looking at me like that?”

Caius’s lips curved slightly.

Hazel blinked before quickly lowering her head.”I’m sorry.....I didn’t mean to come here and complain. I know you have a lot of things to do.”

Caius smiled and gestured for her to come closer.

Hazel walked toward him, still wondering why he wasn’t saying anything. The moment she reached his desk, he caught her hand and gently pulled her onto his lap.

She let out a small gasp as his arms wrapped around her waist.

Caius rested his chin near her shoulder and sighed. ”You will always be right as long as you want to be.”

Hazel froze. She slowly turned her head to look at him. Was this how he planned to spoil his mate until she became completely unreasonable?

She scoffed. ”What if I eventually turn into a bad person?”

Caius looked directly into her eyes. His expression changed as though her question had reminded him of something important. ”Rage...” he murmured.

Hazel frowned in confusion.

”Those three silver hairs on your wolf’s forehead.” Caius brushed his fingers against her cheek. ”Means you have lived before. Those three silver hairs are a sign that you were once a wolf in another life.”

Hazel stared at him in realisation. she didn’t even know about it... She had never heard anything like that before. Nobody in her family had those strange silver hairs, and she had never thought there was anything special about them beyond her unusual appearance.

”What does that mean?”

”You need to recover the memories of your previous life. There may be a reason the rage is still inside you.”

Hazel slowly turned her face toward the window.

It made sense.

The strange feeling had started becoming stronger whenever she faced certain people. When she saw Doris, she had felt an anger she couldn’t explain. The way she spoke to her had felt familiar, almost like something she had done before.

It wasn’t just anger.

It was déjà vu.

She remembered the Moon Goddess telling her that she had returned because of a wish from her previous life.

Was that what the Goddess had meant?

Hazel frowned.

If she had lived before, what kind of person had she been? Why did she carry so much rage? And what had happened to her?

A thought suddenly crossed her mind.

What if Caius didn’t like the person she had been in her previous life?

She quickly pushed the thought aside and looked at him again.

”Let’s talk about something else.”

Caius raised an eyebrow but didn’t force her to continue.

”You managed to open the red box that day, didn’t you?” she asked.

He nodded.

”Can you tell me what was inside?”

”It’s my mother’s chain. It was given to her by the witch.”

Hazel’s eyebrows came together. ”That witch gave it to your mother?bNo wonder it attracts demons,” she muttered, shaking her head. ”I still don’t understand why someone would give me that box as a birthday present. I couldn’t see her face properly, but I remember that she wasn’t very old. She was beautiful, too. I wonder why she chose to give me something like that.”

Caius remained silent. Hazel waited for him to say something, but he seemed lost in thought. She decided not to push him and allowed her eyes to wander around the study.

That was when she noticed the sword lying on his desk.

It was beautiful.

The handle was decorated with gold, and the blade looked different from any weapon she had seen before. Hazel leaned forward and reached for it.

” Are you going somewhere?” The moment her fingers touched the sword, everything changed.

A powerful vision flashed through her mind.

She saw blood covering the ground, bodies scattered across a battlefield, and countless warriors fighting under a dark sky. The sound of swords clashing filled her ears, followed by painful screams.

Hazel suddenly released the sword and stood up, stared at him in disbelief, her breathing becoming uneven. ”A bloody war is coming??!”