Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight

Chapter 979 A Daily Quarrel

Beryl’s POV:

I wouldn’t risk him knowing about what went around my mind, so I diverted our conversation and cracked a smile. “So, Mommy still loves me more.”

Irked with my declaration, the little monster immediately shouted in anger, “No! Mommy loves me more than you, naughty girl!”

I snorted and didn’t back down. There was no argument that I had retreated from. “Why are you so worked up? I didn’t say that Mommy doesn’t love you. I’m just saying she loves me more.”

“Well, she loves us both the same. It’s fair now.” It seemed he was only helping himself feel much better; he looked dejected. His voice was muffled, as if he was only convincing himself that it was a fact.

How he was wheedling himself was funny to me. I thought he would always let me have my way. It turned out that he was as stubborn as an old man when it came to these situations.

was already involved, there was no

expression and made him see it, just for the expense of pissing him

on his eyes against the smugness that was painted on my face. For a

he proved to me how good of an actor he was. He burst into laughter, catching me off guard, all while tears still streamed down his face. This little monster! Right when I thought I had the upper hand, he conceded. “You’re so childish, Beryl. Fine,

in anger. “Stop making fun of me, or

it now.” The little monster’s eyes and brows curved as he looked at me with a smile, challenging me to take

seemed to me that both my annoyance and competitiveness didn’t get through to him by letting me have my way, which was actually

nice-brother persona surfaced. “Beryl, let’s not fight anymore. Would you

interested in your appearance.

deliberated for a moment before finally saying, “No. Mommy has told me that I can’t do

was one of my family, but now hesitation had found its way inside me through that crack of doubt. Mommy and Daddy were both good-looking, and I was pretty, so to me, it just

before extending my arm to touch his. His face was thin under my touch. To me, there was nothing that could possibly scream about us being twins. While I pondered about how we could possibly be twins, he muttered awkwardly, “I

can help you wrap them back in the same way. Mommy will definitely not find out. You don’t want me to

“Of course not!”