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.

if it weren’t for that b*tch. All my suffering was because of her. She was a thief, and she plundered

shown mercy. I should’ve K*lled her

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

taking it out on the wall here? Go and K*ll Sylvia already! That’s

enough. Leave me alone!” I retorted. I didn’t want to listen to her,

always been this arrogant. Making her say

was 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 had been

area, and droplets of rain fell on my

me unable to breathe. No matter how hard

sob, scream, and bawl my eyes out, but I had no tears left to

battle, I’d fight to the last

I looked up at the

the window slammed shut right in front of me. I wiped the droplets of rain on my

in the room was dim. I paused for a moment before looking