Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Lucy’s POV:
There was only a bed in the empty room and nothing else. I was lying on the bed, unable to move. But my mind was incomparably awake. I knew Richard must have injected muscle relaxants into my body. What a bastard! He wouldn’t even give me a quick death.
I felt so hopeless. The only thing I could move all over my body was my eyeballs. There was no one around. And it was so quiet that I could hear a pin drop. But I was pretty sure that there was someone else in this manor. It could even be a monster. Because just ten minutes ago, the guards who were supposed to be guarding me retreated in a hurry. I guessed that Rufus had already entered the manor, and it was only a matter of time before he found me.

Richard said Rufus would tear me apart. And I knew he wasn’t lying. Richard always meant what he said. Rufus must have turned into a terrible monster after the drug took effect on him. Thinking of this made me break out in a cold sweat. I tried to move my fingers, but I didn’t have any strength. Richard had also put moon grass all over me on my bed. This was something all the werewolves liked. Some of them could even go crazy for moon grass, let alone the berserk Rufus. I was like a dish now, waiting to be ripped apart. The more I thought about it, the more scared I became. This feeling of waiting for death was too unbearable. Tears flowed from my eyes involuntarily. I thought of Kyle. If I had met him sooner, I wouldn’t have ended up like this. I even regretted being tough on Richard. I knew that he was a soft-hearted person. He couldn’t be cowed by force, but he could be persuaded by reason. If I had said a few more sweet words at that time, maybe I didn’t have to die. Maybe I was still a glorious lady now. And my father? I didn’t expect him to be so cruel to me. He should have had affection for a pet he raised for many years, let alone his own daughter. But in his heart, I was not even as good as a pet.

I remembered the time when I was still in our pack. Although I had to bear a lot of pressure, at least I could still be alive. I didn’t know what kind of daughter my father would give to Richard next. She might also be a poor pawn like me.
What hurt me the most was the poor baby in my belly. Before he could even see this world, he would be cruelly killed.
I wanted to give birth to him and pamper him. But it was too late. Thinking of these things made the hatred in my heart grow bigger and bigger. If I still had a chance to survive, I must let all those who betrayed me die. Tears welled up in my eyes and streamed down my face profusely. I only gradually calmed down after I vented all my resentments and grievances. Fortunately, Susan was with me. Since she hooked up with Richard’s confidant, she became Richard’s private doctor. Richard’s man took Susan to me today to inject the muscle relaxant into my body. When the man was not paying attention, she stuffed something into my mouth. It was a colorless and tasteless pill, and it didn’t seem to dissolve easily. Now, it was sitting perfectly under the base of my tongue.
I guessed it could remove the effect of the muscle relaxant in my body. But I couldn’t even move my tongue now, so
I couldn’t eat it at all. The only thing I could do now was prayed that the effect of the muscle relaxant immediately wore off, and Rufus didn’t find me sooner.