Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight

Chapter 729 Don’t Interfere With Each Other

Sylvia’s POV:

I was so confused about how Alina was reacting. She was in a state of panic with a hint of unspeakable guilty conscience in her eyes.

“Do you know why Noreen came to harm Leonard? Hadn’t you been in contact with Noreen? You should know something about her plan. Have you ever seen or talked with Noreen before Leonard d*ied?” I stared at Alina’s face, trying to read something into her flustered expression.

However, she evaded my eyes and lowered her head anxiously. “I know nothing about it. When I got there, my father and Chet were already on the ground. My father looked like he was about to d*ie, and Chet was still trying to stab him with the dagger. If I hadn’t stopped Chet, he would have already succeeded. Unfortunately, my father still couldn’t make it.”

the only one who saw what happened that time? What

happened at that time, logically speaking, the servants and guards should have also seen it. On top of that, it was their Alpha’s residence, so any noise would have drawn attention. There was no way that Leonard could have been murdered without first calling for

I had been there earlier that day. If I had known that Chet was such a monster, I would have broken off my marriage even if it meant getting beaten to death

and I knew he wouldn’t do something that evil. But now, all the shreds of evidence pointed to him as the murderer. The only possible explanation that could convince me was

scent was not

incident was undeniably a huge deal to everyone. No matter who the murderer was, I must

again or you remember anything that might help, I hope you can

and sensed something was off. I wanted to catch up with her, but

his customary tie, he wore a shoddy black suit for the occasion. The attractive male werewolf bent his back, utterly crushed by the immense sadness. Feeling terrible, I decided

nodded as a greeting. Even though he remained silent and showed no emotion, an evident glint of sorrow could be

yourself. He’s in a better place now.” I tried to console him, but even I didn’t think it would work. After all,