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.

a slave, after all." My mother snorted and threw her fan

a lowly she–wolf like this will only ruin the dignity and reputation

mate. I‘ve

darkened even more.I arched an eyebrow

poured her a cup of warm tea

I hope you understand." Laura threw the

She sprang to her feet and

corner of her mouth sank,

she–wolf of humble status to be your mate.My

parents

all, bloodline and status were more important to them

because

want such a she–wolf to lead all the werewolves with you in the future?

with rage.She took

has become more arrogant and aggressive off late.He has even begun to interfere in political affairs.If you don‘t marry a mate from

sank at

sorry for my mother because

that my father

anything to my mother because

is an Alpha and belongs to the lycan bloodline as well.Only such a she–wolf deserves you," my mother tried persuading me to marry

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