Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Rufus‘ POV:

“You may go.” My father seemed a little tired already. He waved his hand and dismissed me.

I nodded expressionlessly and left. 

Although I got Ethan to agree to keep Sylvia, it didn‘t mean I could delay the investigation on Sylvia‘s mother any longer. Otherwise, we could get into more trouble later on. If that were to happen, the problem would not just be as simple to solve as gossip. 

“Anything about the investigation I assigned to you?” I asked my attendant in a low voice. 

“The file indicates that Miss Todd‘s mother was indeed a Beta. She rebelled later on and was said to have killed the former Alpha. Because of this, she was executed by her own pack members,” the attendant reported back. 

“Mm. Anything else?” 

“Yes, well. It seemed all this information came from one source the Gamma of Miss Todd‘s pack.” 

bumbling idiot Shawn. I did not expect that a Gamma could make so much trouble. Immediately, I was put in a bad mood, but I did not let it show on

The witness of the trial instantly disappeared after the execution

finally felt like this case was getting somewhere. The mastermind behind all of this probably never expected that this case

flawless the case appeared to be, the more suspicious it actually sounded. Disappearing witness

my mind immediately went to Sylvia, who was probably waiting for me in my living room. I walked back as quickly as I

She wore a white dress and had simple make up done on her face. She smiled brightly when she

something wrong. I could tell she wasn‘t really in a good mood. Although she was smiling, it looked fake, which

slowly

shook her head and

the truth. She lowered her head and

eyes, I looked down and saw some hair scattered all over the floor,

me. I was combing Miss Todd‘s hair very carefully. But because her hair was a little dry and brittle, some had fallen

little displeased. She seemed to like butting in. This was already the second time today she had cut into our conversation. But with Sylvia in the

some confirmation in her eyes. Sylvia averted my gaze and stood up, shrugging, “It‘s no