Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight

Chapter 1115 Rufus’ Heir

Lucy’s POV:

After reasoning with her, Adela finally gave up the idea of sounding Rufus out.

I didn’t have the patience to pander to her idiocy much longer, so after giving her a few more words of comfort, I immediately sent her away.

Once she was gone, I went to the study on the second floor. I removed the knick-knacks lining one of the shelves and took out a metal key from a hidden grove. I inserted it to its designated keyhole and let myself into the adjoining secret room.

It was by no means a large space, just a cozy nook I used to store Kyle’s ashes.

Back then, I had sent someone to collect Kyle’s body in secret, but all that was left at the site were a pile of bones. He had long been devoured by wild beasts. I stroked the carved lines on the urn before pressing my lips against its surface. If Richard hadn’t meddled with us, I might have had a complete and happy family right now. Firman wouldn’t suffer public criticism and bullying, and we wouldn’t be living such a pathetic and miserable life.

my emotions. I had lost count of the times I had come here and

would give anything to have him

light in my bleak existence had come and gone so quickly, as if

and

could help him achieved his ambition. No one cared whether I was alive or dead, and I almost didn’t,

to make a single move without a strong backer. Although Firman was acknowledged as a member of the royal family, his association with Richard deemed him deserving to be looked down upon. Even the son of a Beta from a small, unknown pack would

to punish everyone who had dared to lay

the fact that I couldn’t even get

would only be submitting myself to

last five years. As long as Rufus never bore an heir, the

the scented tea that she loved so much. She drank it every time she visited, not knowing that it would make her infertile. It was also one of the

course, that idiot had no clue. She probably thought I was a kind, magnanimous person under my rough exterior. I counted myself lucky that she

she was too vain and self-centered. I needed some time to rein

this afternoon, and my heart suddenly felt heavy inside my