Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Rufus‘s POV: 

The queen‘s hall was brightly lit.The servants were on their knees, fearing that they would be implicated.I casually walked in.

Just then, a teacup shattered at my feet.

"What‘s making you angry, mother?" I smiled at her.

"How dare you question me?"

My mother dramatically slumped on the sofa with a grumpy look on her face.I walked over and sat beside her, ignoring her tone.

Like my father, my mother, too, liked smashing things when she got angry.

"You can leave now." I waved my hand, gesturing for the servants to leave.

My mother glanced at me and waved the fan in her hand to get some air.

"Get rid of that she–wolf."

"She has a name.It‘s Sylvia."

I stretched back and cracked my knuckles without taking her words seriously.

name is. She is a slave, after all." My mother snorted

are a prince of the royal family.Protecting a lowly she–wolf like this will only ruin the dignity and reputation of our

mate. I‘ve accepted her," I said

face darkened even more.I arched an eyebrow and examined her

with rage.I poured her a cup

Laura threw the cup onto the

her feet and scowled at

mouth sank, revealing the

of humble status to be your mate.My

had never expected my parents

more important to them than anything

didn‘t matter because I didn‘t need their

she–wolf to lead all the werewolves with you in the future? Everyone will

chest was heaving with rage.She took deep breaths

begun to interfere in political affairs.If you don‘t marry a mate

heart sank

mother

father had decided to give up on me and

explain anything to my mother because it would

lycan bloodline as well.Only such a she–wolf deserves you," my

only want Sylvia in my life," I said, staring into my