Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Sylvia‘s POV: 

I bit my lower lip and looked at the steak.I had no clue what to do.

It once again made me feel that I didn‘t belong with them.I stole a glance at Rufus, who was sitting beside me.

He was cutting the steak and didn‘t seem to notice my embarrassment.

The royal family followed stringent table etiquettes.I had learned a bit about it before.But I was too young back then.I don‘t remember any of it now.I had become a slave after my mother died.

Therefore, I never got to attend such occasions.I would have been a happy and elegant lady if my mother was still alive.I would give anything and everything just in exchange of my mother being with me.

Thinking about my mother seemed to depress me even more.

However, now wasn‘t the time to get immersed in sadness.I tried to ward off the negative emotions and carefully sliced the steak.

Perhaps because I was too nervous and exerted more strength than necessary while cutting, the metal knife scraped against the plate, making a harsh noise.

My face flushed with embarrassment, and I didn‘t dare to look up.

you need a maid to

making it impossible to find fault

that everyone was staring at me, I

Laura sneered at me.

slaves like her are just

last sentence,

thanks," I hissed

up the knife and fork

suddenly taken away.I looked up, my eyes

placed his plate of steak he had cut in front of

Rufus patted my

saw the smile on Alina‘s face

you cut steak for a lowly she–wolf?" Laura was seething with

down." Alina walked up

and everyone instantly fell

a sip of red wine and