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 her. She

city, I shouldn’t have shown mercy. I

cursing inside my head. 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

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

I didn’t want to listen

this arrogant. Making her say something nice

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

droplets of rain fell on my b*ody. Although

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

to sob, scream, and bawl my eyes out, but I

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

mind, I burst into laughter as I looked up at

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

dim. I paused for a moment before looking