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.

is a slave, after

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

is my mate. I‘ve

mother‘s face darkened even more.I arched

seething with rage.I poured her a cup of warm tea

Laura threw the

She sprang to her feet and scowled

corner of her mouth sank,

mate.My daughter–in–law must be a

had never expected my parents to accept

bloodline and status were more important to them than anything

didn‘t matter because

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

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

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

heart sank at

my mother because she

that my father

to explain anything to my mother because it would only make

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

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