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.

I was more self-willed than he was. When Mommy was already involved, there

me more!” I sported a wry expression and made him see it, just for the expense

my face. For a second, I thought he was going to bawl

This little monster! Right when I thought I had the upper

of me, or I’ll tell on you for

used to do that all the time, and I’m used to it now.” The little monster’s eyes and brows curved as he looked at me with a smile, challenging me to take on his

both my annoyance and competitiveness didn’t get through to him by letting me have my way, which was actually maddening. Yet somehow, there was an inkling of happiness lingering within me. I couldn’t deny the fact that

for us to sit on. As he did, his nice-brother persona surfaced. “Beryl, let’s not fight anymore. Would you instead solve the

my head without second thoughts. I motioned towards the bandages. “I’m more interested in your appearance. Why are you wearing bandages anyway? Can you take those off and let me

before finally saying, “No.

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 didn’t sit right with me how they could have a son

my touch. To me, there was nothing that could possibly scream about us being twins. While I pondered about how we could

if he was the stupidest boy I had ever laid my eyes on. “I can help you wrap them back in

“Of course not!”