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 serve you?" Alina asked

soft and mellow, making it impossible to find fault in

staring at me, I buried my

Laura sneered at me.

call a maid over.Lowly slaves like

muttered the last sentence,

I hissed through my

up the knife

the plate in front of me was suddenly taken away.I

plate of steak he had cut in front of me

Rufus patted

Alina‘s face vanish right

What are you doing?! How could you cut steak for a lowly she–wolf?"

please calm down." Alina walked up to her and

and everyone

of red wine and