Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight

Chapter 508 Ignorant Provocation

Sylvia’s POV:

Vampire food usually had blood in it, so the only thing I could eat on the table was the bread.

I slowly sliced the bread into pieces and took my time spreading some jam on it. I didn’t eat it though. I just made myself look very busy.

Suddenly, a fake flower was thrown on top of my plate. My eyelashes fluttered slightly, but I ignored it and pretended not to see it. “I’m so excited to hunt some interesting prey when our werewolf farm opens next month,” Ahern said loudly, trying to get my attention.

I tightened my grip on the jam knife in my hand but didn’t respond.

sneered with disdain. “Werewolf blood smells absolutely disgusting. That’s a peasant farm. Only peasant vampires would

change in my d*iet. I get tired of eating too many delicacies.” Ahern smacked his lips. “But your words just aroused my appetite. I haven’t gone to the human farm to

slightly. Since when had the

did your taste become so poor? Although human blood indeed is truly delicious, it does not compare to that of witches,” the black-haired vampire sitting next to

clothes and pink gloves donned his hands. To top it off, a pair of heart-shaped sunglasses sat on

to say. Everyone would love to have a taste of their blood. Unfortunately, witches and wizards are a bit more difficult to deal with than other races, not to mention they disappear

That way, we wouldn’t have to go to

it’s only natural their blood smells as bad as they taste. They are the lowest level of food. We wouldn’t choose werewolves ‘ blood unless

knife on my plate and

breath and f0rced a smile. “Oops. It

money. Not only are they foul,

Ellis coldly and said through gritted teeth, “Say that