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 and

of the royal family.Protecting a lowly she–wolf like

I‘ve accepted her," I

darkened even more.I arched an

her a cup of warm tea and

Laura threw

her

mouth sank, revealing the

a she–wolf of humble status to be your mate.My daughter–in–law must be a she–wolf from a noble

parents to accept Sylvia like I

all, bloodline and status were more important to them than anything

because I didn‘t

to lead all the werewolves with you in the future? Everyone will laugh at you!"

was heaving with rage.She took deep breaths and turned to look

has even begun to interfere in political affairs.If you

sank at

sorry for my mother because she didn‘t know

she know that my father

anything to my mother because it would

is a good choice.I want you to marry her.Her father is an Alpha and belongs to the lycan bloodline as well.Only

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