Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince
Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 110

Alina’s POV:

As soon as I stepped into the hall, I felt Rufus’ gaze on me. His aggressive and possessive look made my heart skip a beat.

For the first time, he looked at me directly. But this only happened because he thought I was Sylvia. The jealousy in my heart almost made me lose my mind. Sylvia was just a lowly slave. How could she deserve Rufus’ attention like this?

But I immediately calmed down and found a corner to quietly wait for the dance to begin. The high heels didn’t fit my feet, and it made me feel miserable. Whether I sat down or stood up, I felt uncomfortable.

Finally, Queen Laura asked Rufus to choose a lady to open the ball. At this time, the music began to play. Wearing a dark gray suit, he walked down the stage like a god. He was going in my direction, so I instantly forgot the pain on my feet. My eyes were full of his handsomeness.

Today, he was different from usual. He was no longer cold. Instead, he exuded an indescribable charm that made me have the most primitive impulse. I felt like my mouth started to get dry.

The smile at the corners of his mouth not only bewitched all the other she-wolves present but also captured my heart. I wished I could be his she-wolf right now.

Although all the she-wolves were looking forward to Rufus choosing them as his dance partner, I knew that he was only targeting me.

Alina’s POV:

As soon as I stepped into the hall, I felt Rufus’ gaze on me. His aggressive and possessive look made my heart skip a beat.

Sure enough, he was very cold to the other she-wolves. He didn’t even look at them and just walked towards me.

“Who is that she-wolf? Why Prince Rufus only appreciates her?”

“Her dress looks so beautiful. No wonder Prince Rufus likes her at first sight.”

“I envy her for being so close to Prince Rufus.”

The she-wolves around looked at me enviously and whispered to each other. And it satisfied my vanity unprecedentedly.

I enjoyed the feeling of being noticed. Most importantly, I was the only one in Rufus’ eyes at the moment.

He stood in front of me and invited me to dance. I lowered my head and didn’t say anything because Sylvia’s voice was different from mine. He would definitely replace out that I was not Sylvia if I spoke.

Then I raised my head proudly and put my hand on Rufus’ palm gracefully, only to see him frown slightly for a moment.

I couldn’t help but feel nervous. Did he replace it out I was not Sylvia?

I subconsciously touched the mask strap with my other hand. It was firmly attached to my ear, and it wouldn’t fall unless someone pulled it off.

Fortunately, Rufus quickly returned to normal and took me to the dance floor. The smell of his body was so good that I couldn’t help but be intoxicated.

When the music began again, he seemed to put his hands on my waist, but he didn’t actually touch me. He was so gentlemanly that I was a little dissatisfied, so I took the initiative to get closer to him. He took me around. I thought that Sylvia, as a slave, shouldn’t be good at dancing, so I began to step on his feet from time to time, pretending to make mistakes.

When the music was about to end, I was so focused on acting that I tripped on my own feet and almost fell to the floor. Rufus held me up with his strong arms and led me around in a big circle.

As soon as the music stopped, a burst of applause resounded around us. They all praised our gorgeous dance.

My breathing was a little disorderly, and my wild heartbeat made my face burn. I wiped the sweat on my forehead and looked at Rufus affectionately. There was no change in him. He still looked calm, like a god who transcended all living beings.

At this moment, the servant I had arranged in advance came with two glasses of champagne, one of which was, of course, drugged.

I naturally raised the glass of undrugged champagne, looked at the other glass, and smiled at Rufus, hinting at him to take it.