Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight

Chapter 681 The Knight Didn’t Come

Alina’s POV:

After I got taken away from the banquet, my father sent a group of people to guard my room, fearing that I would escape.

I was so enraged that I sat in the corner of the room and repeatedly hit the wall with a dagger.

It didn’t take long before small holes in the wall appeared. I thought it would be great if these holes were on Sylvia’s b*ody—oozing blood every time she would try to fight back.

I had no doubt that would be agonizing. I knew I would feel the same thing if that happened to me.

All I wanted was to see her suffer.

up like this if it weren’t for that b*tch. All my suffering was because of

shown mercy. I should’ve K*lled her when

She blamed me for getting defeated by such a bastard. When I had enough of her scolding, I hit the wall with the dagger one last time, causing white dust to fall

wall here? Go and K*ll Sylvia already! That’s

didn’t want to listen to her, so I

her say something

already late, but when I noticed that it began to drizzle, I opened the window and leaned against the frame. I felt calm when I looked down even though I was five meters above the ground. For werewolves, jumping down from this height wouldn’t be able to K*ll us. However, I’d still get hurt if I did so, which in my case, could probably temporarily distract me from the emotional pain that I

rain fell on my b*ody. Although it was a summer night, I

unable to breathe. No matter how hard

my eyes out, but I had no tears

was not a quitter. Even if I was fighting a losing battle, I’d fight to the last minute and take down as many enemies as I possibly

into laughter as I looked up at the night sky. This was ridiculous. In the end, I still had

across the night sky, and because of the heavy wind, the window slammed shut right in front

dim. I paused for a moment