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.

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

I shouldn’t have shown mercy. I should’ve K*lled her when I

blamed me for getting defeated by such a bastard. When I had enough of her scolding, I hit the wall with the

out on the wall here? Go and K*ll Sylvia

I retorted. I didn’t want to listen to her, so I decided to block

Making her

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

after, a sudden downpour flooded the area, and droplets of rain fell on my b*ody. Although

unable to breathe. No matter how hard

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

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

burst into laughter as I looked up at the night

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

dim. I paused for