Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight

Chapter 913 A Tough She-wolf

Rufus’ POV:

I looked coldly at the masked she-wolf in front of me. When faced with my questioning, she was hesitant at the beginning, then guilty, and then later she became sharp-tongued. She was shamed into anger. She was arrogant and held contempt towards royal power. In a word, she looked down on me.

I just wanted to ask her why she didn’t come to the imperial capital to pay her respects to me, and she had so many excuses.

The most frustrating thing about it was that every excuse sounded just reasonable, rendering me speechless.

“If I had left the border pack, the vampires would’ve harassed the civilians. The border is so far away from the imperial capital; it would’ve taken over a week to make the journey back and forth. What if something happened during my absence? nobody else could’ve protected the people.” This hateful she-wolf was still making excuses! Worse yet, she was wearing a mask. I could only see her eyes and mouth. I could see the cunningness in her eyes, which made her look rather proud.

But I couldn’t do anything to her. After all, I was the king. As a king, I had to be magnanimous.

of this she-wolf was… unfathomable. Perhaps she also held the same lycan power as me, but

had to find

even have a friendly sparring match. You can

common for werewolves to spar with each other. When my father was young, he often spared

and looked a little embarrassed. I pursed my lips unhappily. “It’s not even

carsick earlier, and I’m not acclimatized to the local environment here. If you didn’t come to see me, I would’ve

that so? But you look wide awake.”

Majesty, I’m really tired. If I spar with you now, I won’t be able

say. The more I thought about it, the more I felt that this she-wolf

tried my best to hold back my anger and smiled. “Okay,

praise me in an effort to curry favor, I suppose. She

sneered internally. If it was such an honor, why didn’t