Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight

Chapter 429 Temporary Sold*iers

Sylvia’s POV:

We marched in silence. The initial excitement present when we had set out had long vanished.

My heart clenched painfully as I thought back to the boy with the moldy bread. Geoffrey took us to his house, which was a huge manor. The banquet was held in this resplendent palace. When I entered it, I felt like I was transported back to the imperial palace.

Flora and I exchanged glances and we instantly knew what was running through the other’s minds.

The werewolf race had a strict hierarchy, including a stringent etiquette system. For example, the cars used by an Alpha to get around were not allowed to be more expensive than those used by the lycan king. Apart from this, there were also strict rules and regulations regarding the standard and architectural style of the residence of an Alpha, which could not be broken.

It was obvious that Alpha Geoffrey had gone against these stated rules. Geoffrey asked us to take our seats, giving Rufus the chair at the head of the table. The long table decorated with aromatic flowers was laden with scrumptious food.

stomachs beyond the colossal wall, I lost my appetite. The rage burning inside me made me want to destroy this excessive display of wealth in

peeked at Rufus, who was standing across from me. His face still betrayed no emotions. He didn’t say anything and sat down like everything was normal. “Take a

command and

of my team didn’t move a muscle. We all

to say something, but before he could voice his

table with his slender fingers. “Sold*iers are not allowed to disobey an order given by their superiors. Those who break a rule will be

now. Harry and the others quietly sat down at the table. I met Rufus’ eyes and looked away

hint that I was the only one from our elite team

a sl*ve before and didn’t have a formal address registered anywhere, it was particularly vexatious for me to go through all the formalities for enrolling myself in the military. So far, the procedure had not been

scolded us, but in fact, he had

hadn’t figured out the reality of the situation yet, so we would have

of me. Both of them were only picking at their food. Rufus sat at the head of the table with a stern expression. Geoffrey, on the other hand, sat on one side of