Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Sylvia‘s POV: 

I was surrounded by all sorts of noise.

Although they were dressed in gorgeous clothes, their mouths spouted the most vicious of words.

Their eyes were full of hatred, as if they were nailing me to the cross in their minds.

Several she–wolves pulled on my dress.

The accessories keeping my hair up had already fallen out.

I crossed my arms over my chest, trying not to let my dress fall.I tried pushing them away and escaping from this siege, but more and more werewolves just kept appearing.

They all had ferocious smiles on their faces, like famished predators finally seeing prey again after a long time.

My body had frozen up.

With my fists clenched, I was preparing to fight back, but I stumbled on my high heels and fell to the ground.My dress was an absolute mess and my hair had just fallen loosely down my shoulders.I looked completely miserable and disheveled, like a helpless, broken boat being tossed around by the ocean‘s violent waves.

Maya had disappeared to somewhere.

It was good she was not here.It was better that I suffer this humiliation alone.

"Are you always horny whenever you see a man, bitch? Well, you deserve to get played by men anyway!"

"You think you look so good in that dress? Do you really think it makes you a lady? Take it off! You don‘t deserve to wear that!"

"I mean, just look at her face.She‘s practically born to be a tramp!"

The she–wolves took turns insulting me with so much gusto.

of their families with how much

the side to watch the show, some even whistling

but Cherry quickly pulled

was bitterness written all over Cherry‘s

thick black eyeliner made her expression look all the more upset, and it didn‘t

that you will live a better life here at the imperial palace.You are going to stay a slave.You‘re nothing but a slut, just like your mother.Look, your mother never even knew who your father was because she

words, my

red and I found the strength to shove Cherry

about my

endure this beating tonight, but I was not

had crossed the

go of

push me away, but she couldn't. I glared at Cherry and slapped her with my

I think it‘s time

hurry up and get her off of me!"

like an overbearing force was

beat Cherry up.I was determined to make those

of the other she–wolves grabbed my shoulders

I turned to them

unless you

frightened and stopped in their tracks, looking at each

one dared to stop me.I pulled Cherry up from the ground by

had gotten swollen and red from all the slapping, but

I slapped her once more.I didn‘t

what I did with it.If I had

going to kill

this time, a male werewolf in gold uniform was rushing up to me.He waved a golden flask in his hand, his weapon of choice to

goddess of my heart? You‘re going to die