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.

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

shown mercy. I should’ve K*lled her

defeated by such a bastard. When I had enough of her scolding,

wall here? Go

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

this arrogant. Making her say something nice was out of the

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

of rain fell on my b*ody. Although

to breathe. No matter how hard I struggled, I couldn’t break

my eyes out, but I had no tears left to

I was fighting a losing battle, I’d fight to the last minute and

laughter as I looked up at the night sky.

right in front of me. I wiped the droplets of rain on my face and went back to the

light in the room was dim. I paused