Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince
Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 483

Sylvia’s POV:

Glendon yanked Felix’s collar and stepped back. Seeing how I was surrounded by vampires, he smirked and gloated. “I didn’t think you’d believe me so easily. Wasn’t being fooled once more than enough?”

I refused to listen to his bullshit. Instead, I looked coldly at the vampires surrounding me, ready to fight at any given moment.

All of a sudden, Felix suddenly screamed again. When I looked back, I saw that Glendon was excitedly strangling Felix’s neck. In a crazed tone, he cried, “If you dare to resist, I’ll kill this little guy right here, right now. Once he’s dead, tens of thousands of werewolves will follow.”

I understood what Glendon really meant. By killing Felix, the peace agreement between the vampires and Geoffrey would be terminated at once.

The vampires wouldn’t have to hesitate anymore and could kill us werewolves as they pleased.

I weighed the matter carefully. Finally, I gave up struggling.

The blonde vampire handcuffed me then shoved me hard. “You should’ve done this earlier.”

Layla was about to leap into action and save me, but the blonde vampire pressed a dagger against my neck and threatened her, “Take one more step and she dies.”

Layla paused. Then, she burst into laughter. “What’s wrong? Is that a threat?”

“Try me and you’ll replace out.” The blonde vampire pressed the dagger even deeper into my neck, its blade piercing through my collar.

Layla stiffened slightly. Finally, she said in a somewhat stern tone, “Then what about me?”

The blonde vampire smiled, withdrew the dagger, then turned to her fellow vampires and said, “Capture her.”

Soon, Layla was in handcuffs, too.

I felt a little guilty. I lowered my head apologetically. “Sorry, Layla. I was too impulsive.”

Layla smiled gently. “It’s okay. I’m not surprised you made such a choice. Anyway, I guess we’ll have to wait and see how this fiasco will play out.”

I didn’t know what to say. Glancing at Felix, who was beside me, I saw that he seemed to want to say something, but stopped on a second thought.

The blonde vampire walked up to him and ruffled his hair playfully. “Well done!”

Felix ignored her and fixed his eyes on me. After a while, he finally asked, “Why did you save me?”

“Why else? She’s obviously playing saint!” The blonde vampire sneered with disdain. “This little guy had betrayed you, and you risked your life to save him. That’s just stupid.”

I looked at Felix indifferently and said flatly, “Don’t think too much about it. I did that for the sake of the innocent werewolves on the other side of the wall. I would’ve saved anyone else.”

It wasn’t just about Felix. If I resisted and even fought back, these vampires would have the excuse to slaughter every werewolf that crossed their path.

It wasn’t just about Felix. If I resisted and even fought back, these vampires would have the excuse to slaughter every werewolf that crossed their path.

But if I surrendered, they would have to stop killing since the agreement they had with Geoffrey clearly stated that the hunt should end by five in the morning.

“Even so, you didn’t have to do this for me. You could’ve just surrendered after I died. After all, I had betrayed you.” Felix looked conflicted.

I kept silent for a while. In a low voice, I replied, “I just thought about how Alva is still waiting for her brother.”

Felix was stunned, tears welling up in his eyes. He opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

I sneered coldly. “If you want to thank someone, thank your sister.”

Just then, a flare was shot into the sky. It was from Glendon. He walked to the blonde vampire and said, “We can’t delay any longer. It’s almost dawn. We have to retreat.”

Vampires’ strength would weaken in the daytime. They usually only took action at night.

In the blink of an eye, all the vampires regrouped.

Then, the blonde vampire slowly walked towards me with an evil, toothless smile on her face.