Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Cherry‘s POV: 

When I noticed that a group of werewolves was praising Sylvia, I was so angry that my heart ached.

"She‘s a slave, and she is definitely not worthy of your praises!" 

As I spoke, I walked towards them.When I got closer to them, my eyes widened in shock.Sylvia’s beautiful clothes, delicate makeup, and noble temperament seemed to blend well with the magnificent palace.I couldn‘t believe my eyes.It had only been a few days.

How could she change so much? She was just a mere ant under my feet.

But now, she was being flattered and praised by everyone.

Jealousy flooded in me like a stream.

Seeing that Sylvia‘s face turned pale, I added fuel to the fire.

"She is a slave from our pack.She is the daughter of a traitor.Perhaps because she is so good in bed that the lycan prince has brought her to the imperial city to serve him and satisfy his physical needs."

She bit her lower lip and scowled at me.

"It turns out she is a sex slave!" someone in the crowd shouted.

And his words were enough to make everyone start to scorn her.

"How can the daughter of a traitor deserve to stand here with us?"

a slave.Even if she wears fancy clothes,

won‘t even notice

the inside, and her blood stinks.Nothing can

Sylvia smugly.I saw that she clenched her fists tightly and

that she was really good at enduring

me surrounded Sylvia and

servant beside Sylvia reached out to stop

the face and

heart was so happy seeing

like her only

Sylvia being besieged, I suddenly heard

might

he took out a gold plated thermos flask from his bag and handed it to me.I knew

me a lot, but I wasn‘t interested in him.He was just a son of a Beta

really lost my patience this

behavior irked me so much that I glared at him and threw the expensive thermos flask into the

keep talking, you will end up like that thermos flask.I will

and did not dare to say a word

was evident in

my head and continued appreciating the catfight not far away.I didn‘t

never really cared

thing that mattered to him was his