Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Alina’s POV: 

The queen’s hall dazzled with lights.I took the tea from the maid and brought it to Laura.

"Your Majesty, please taste this.I made it with dew," I said softly.

Laura nodded and took a sip.

Then, she raised her head and smiled at me.

"You’re so considerate.Only you care about me."

"Your Majesty, you are kidding, right? Prince Rufus also cares about you." I pursed my lips and smiled, faking obedience in an effort to impress her.

"Rufus?"Laura snorted and knocked the teacup on the table.

"I can’t remember a day that he doesn’t piss me off. Richard also makes me worried.

He has been lawless and doesn’t give a damn about me because the king has been paying more attention to him.’ "Please don’t be angry."

I slyly winked at the servants, gesturing for them to leave.

Then, I turned to Laura and said, "Richard is not a legitimate prince after all.He will never be as good as Prince Rufus."

Laura’s face visibly relaxed.

"I know that.But Richard’s existence is like a thorn in my heart.I can’t stop worrying until I get rid of him."

Laura was a cruel and merciless she-wolf.

Word said Laura had told the king she wouldn’t accept Richard unless his mother died.

I knew that Laura couldn’t bear to see Rufus with Sylvia — an ignoble slave.

Therefore, I had to provoke Laura and make her hate Sylvia altogether.

"I think getting Rufus married would solve all the problems,"

in a low voice and

shyness, Laura arched an eyebrow and said, "I

bubbled up

inside of my thigh, and tears instantly welled

doesn’t bother to even look at me

face changed, and her voice became

a bitch! She doesn’t

of her

a mean,

to despise her.I lowered my head,

her.Maybe I should just let

seem to like me pretending to be

squinted at me and said, "That seductress has cast a spell on Rufus.You

my head, faking

likes her.Maybe I should

didn’t seem to like me pretending

"That seductress has cast a spell on Rufus.You should try your best to win him back instead of asking

heart sink.I wondered if she

working

no point in working

even look at

know what you’re doing.You’re the daughter of an Alpha.If you lose to a slave, you will end up being

in her eyes made me

don’t give a damn about Sylvia.Sooner or later, Rufus will come back to me." I

a cold, mean she-wolf,

anything,

gilded invitation card by the side and said, "This Friday is Rufus’s birthday.I have planned a masquerade party for him.I will ask Rufus to invite you to be his date.I have created

and quickly

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

was an excellent

must win Rufus’

stand in my way again, I would not

me to be his date to the party, but I