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

royal family.Protecting a lowly she–wolf like this will only

I‘ve

mother‘s face darkened even more.I arched an

poured her a cup of warm tea and slid it toward

hope you understand." Laura threw the cup onto the

sprang to her feet

mouth sank, revealing the

never allow a she–wolf of humble status to be your mate.My daughter–in–law

had never expected my parents to accept Sylvia

status were more important to them than

it didn‘t matter because I didn‘t

heir to the lycan king.Do you want such a she–wolf to lead all the werewolves with you in the future?

was heaving with rage.She took deep breaths

arrogant and aggressive off late.He has even begun to interfere in political

sank

sorry for my mother because she didn‘t know the

that I was cursed, nor did she know that my father had decided

to my mother because

you to marry her.Her father is an Alpha and belongs to the lycan bloodline as well.Only

it! Don‘t try persuading me.I only want Sylvia in my life," I said, staring into my mother‘s