Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight

Chapter 711 No Afterlife

Alina’s POV:

The man that stood in front of me knelt down on one knee shakily. It seemed that he could not hold on for much longer.

My tears blurred my vision but I managed to hold him up. With a bitter tone in his voice, my father chuckled through his pained condition. “You still care about me, Alina.”

The sadness and pain was too overwhelming for me. I held back my words and bit my lips as hard as I could.

My father sighed in a defeated manner, then he mustered up the strength he had left to hold me in his arms. With his low voice, he said, “I’m so sorry, Alina. You have suffered through many things, yet I haven’t hugged you like a father should in all these years.”

My jaw clenched as I struggled to hold myself back from sobbing. “It’s all my fault. I admit I was the one who neglected your feelings.”

he took in a deep breath. He spoke in a slow pace as he was experiencing

to get married ever again. In the future, you

couldn’t keep it in any longer and

broad for me to fully wrap my arms around him, so I was only able to tightly grasp the clothes on his back. With my entire b*ody trembling, I snuggled more into the embrace that I have long needed. Even in his condition, he still comforted me by patting me gently on the

moment, I looked back to my childhood. Those years, I snuggled in my father’s arms, when I was still stumbling

mistakes I made. Remembering this caused my sadness to

lips to speak, but I couldn’t seem

Alina. It will all be for the better.” I could hear my father’s breathing getting

and almost began to say a few words until his own sobbing voice began to speak again. “You must learn to rely on yourselves in

his words, I felt

its way out of my throat. I reached to grab my father back, but I too, had little strength in me. I was pulled down on the ground with his

got up only to see that the

on the wound with my hands. I cried out helplessly, “I’m sorry, Dad! I was wrong! What should I do now? Please, Dad. Don’t leave me again. I know I was

pupils that were staring