Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince
Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 490

Flora’s POV:

The winding passage led us to the top. The bunny girl ushered us to a viewing platform.

“Sit down. The show is about to begin.” Geoffrey sat down first and waved at the seat beside him.

I felt a little uncomfortable and didn’t want to sit. An unpleasant smell wafted in the air, and I felt disgusted all over again.

I gently patted Warren’s hand, gesturing for him to let go of me. He had been holding my hand for so long and refused to leave me.

Warren tightened his grip as if he was unwilling to let go of me.

I glared at him, and he reluctantly let go of me and sat on the sofa with Rufus.

I walked to the edge of the viewing platform and saw a cage in the middle of the stage. A gigantic beast was locked inside.

The beast’s butt was facing the viewing platform, so I couldn’t recognize it.

“This is the specialty of this side of the border. I’m sure you wouldn’t have seen it before.” Geoffrey smiled proudly and pointed at the beast. “It’s called Teeth. It’s a kind of beast born in a polluted land.”

“Why do you call it Teeth?” I was confused. “Does it have a lot of teeth in its mouth?”

Before Geoffrey could answer, the beast turned around.

My eyes widened in horror as I saw sharp teeth of varying sizes all over its face.

Minced meat was stuck between some of its teeth. It had a foul breath, and I could smell its stench even from afar.

“Ew!” I turned around and began retching wildly.

‘Damn it! I was too naive.’

Warren strode over, put his arm around my shoulder, and gently rubbed my back. “Are you okay?”

I shook my head, grabbed his sleeves, and retched again. Fortunately, I didn’t eat much in the morning and only spat out my bile juices.

The well-trained waiters next to us handed over a spittoon and a towel. Their faces bore no emotion as if they had witnessed the same reaction numerous times before.

I took the warm water from Warren’s hand and gulped it down, but my stomach continued to churn. I wanted to eat something sour.

But I couldn’t ask for it during such an occasion. I sat on the sofa listlessly and lost interest in watching the beast.

“Why are you showing us this?” Rufus asked coldly.

“Wait. The most exciting part is about to come,” Geoffrey said slowly. Then, he made a gesture to the waiter beside him.

The waiter nodded in understanding and left.

A few minutes later, a passionate voice resounded across the place, and a host slowly walked to the stage with a microphone.

After a simple warm-up introduction, he commenced the show.

The werewolves downstairs immediately broke into an uproar.

I couldn’t hear what they were shouting, but they were obviously excited.

“Silence! The performers will be on stage soon!”

Before the host finished speaking, a cage tumbled from the ceiling and landed on the ground with a loud thud. A woman and two men were locked inside. They were almost naked, and long shackles were tied around their feet.

And the worst part was, they smelled like vampires.

I cast an incredulous look at Geoffrey.

“It’s interesting, isn’t it?” Geoffrey took a drag on his cigar and grinned excitedly. “You hate vampires, don’t you? I’m giving you a chance to vent out your anger.”

“You lunatic!” I cursed.

Both Warren and Rufus glared at him. Rufus, in particular, was a picture of pure rage. One look at him sent a shiver down my spine, even though I was his ally. I couldn’t understand how Geoffrey had the courage to provoke Rufus. He was courting death.

Just then, the host rang the bell beside the stage. After three rings, the cage containing the vampires was put in front of the beast, Teeth.

The beast growled loudly, waving its paws as if desperate to taste the vampires.

The host quickly hid under the stage. Then, he shouted into the microphone. “Let’s count down together. Three…

Two…

One!”

The cage flew open, and the beast pounced on the vampires.