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.

weren’t for that b*tch. All my suffering was because of her.

in the capital city, I shouldn’t have shown mercy. I should’ve K*lled

When I had enough of her scolding, I

Go and K*ll Sylvia already!

want to listen to her, so I

Making her

leggings and underwear. It 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

and droplets of rain fell on my b*ody. Although it was a

my chest almost made me unable to breathe. No matter how hard I struggled, I couldn’t break

eyes out, but I had

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

in mind, I burst into laughter as I looked up at the night sky. This was ridiculous. In the end,

the heavy wind, the window slammed shut right in front of me. I wiped the droplets of

room was dim. I paused for