Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Richard's POV: 

Once a month, executives of the Royal Military School would hold a regular meeting.

Although they always just talked about nonsense, I had always listened to them carefully.

Today, however, I was inexplicably upset and restless.I took a sip of coffee absentmindedly and watched them quarrel with each other over the construction of a new swimming pool.

It was so petty and boring.I sneered internally.

"Prince Richard, what do you think?" the dean turned to me and squinted.

His vision was bad, but he forgot to wear glasses today, so he inadvertently stared at the vase beside me.I coughed and answered with a polite smile.

"It's up to you."

As soon as I said this, they continued to quarrel.

In the end, they didn't reach an agreement.

As soon as the meeting was over, Lucy strode over in high heels.

She was flanked by two maids, looking very high-profile.

"Honey, what brings you here?"

I stood up in surprise and walked to the door to receive her.

"Miss Stevens got up early and made lunch for you herself," a maid behind Lucy announced loudly.

you so much,

hand and

it again, though. What if you cut yourself or

lowered her

bright crimson

matter.I like cooking for

others began to butter up to Lucy

of

your relationship.It makes me

she-wolves's hearts.You've already been married—twice,

and Lady Lucy are

Lucy's hand, I put on a modest

attend our wedding

there!" everyone

order to give us some space, everyone filed out of the

as the door was closed behind them, Lucy and I immediately pulled

her expression as cold as ice.But I didn't mind.I opened the lunch box

you so late?" I asked as I rummaged through the

Lucy snorted.

come over and act like

a piece of beef with my fork and put it into my mouth.

"You cooked this?"

Lucy looked at her beautiful

it

senses.I'd rather have the kitchen blown up than let