Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince
Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 503

Sylvia’s POV:

Ellis’s questions confirmed my guess. It seemed that Ashley, the vampire slaves in Geoffrey’s pack, was indeed Ashley Maurice, the youngest daughter of the Maurice clan.

However, the scariest part was these vampires knew about it — I could tell it from their reaction.

They knew the truth but seemed to have turned a blind eye to it, leaving Ashley to suffer all alone. Moreover, they might even be the chief culprit who had put Ashley into such a situation.

“I don’t know what you’re saying.” I smiled at Ellis, pretending not to know anything.

Ellis’s eyes widened; she revealed her fangs to frighten me. “Enough. Stop pretending. If you don’t know Ashley, why would you ask about her when you simply saw the name in your room? You paid attention only because you knew her, didn’t you? And you are a werewolf. You must be aware of what happened in your territory.”

I didn’t expect her to be so smart. I stopped smiling and stared at her intently. “Yes, I did see her. But what’s the big deal?”

“Nothing. I just want to tell you not to meddle in other people’s business. It’s not your problem. Do you understand?” warned the gold-haired male vampire sitting beside Ellis.

He looked handsome with dazzling eyes that glistened with tenderness.

“If you insist on interfering with other people’s business, then don’t blame us for the consequences.”

Ignoring the male vampire’s threat, I picked up a spoonful of mango mousse and put it into my mouth. “If you don’t want others to replace out something, then don’t do it. You make mistakes yet aren’t ready to face the outcomes. It looks like you have a guilty conscience.”

The golden-haired man banged the table with shame and anger. “If you dare mention that Ashley is alive in front of Hobson, I will definitely feed on your b***d. Don’t think that I won’t hurt you.”

I nodded. “I believe you will.”

“How dare you?!” a black-haired male vampire in front of the golden-haired one sneered at me. His eyes glowed with anger and madness as if he would eat me alive.

However, the angrier they were, the less afraid I felt.

I put down the fork and smiled politely. “You look like a group of little wild cats that had just learned to walk. Do you want to compete with me? I must warn you that my fangs are sharper than yours. Give it a try if you want.”

“Don’t be too complacent!” Ellis growled in anger. If the golden-haired man hadn’t stopped her, she would have crossed the table and bit me.

At that moment, Nicole appeared at the door and asked if we had finished eating.

Hearing Nicole’s voice, the young vampires shut their mouths and scattered away.

I looked at their backs in confusion. It looked like these guys were afraid of Nicole.

They all left, so I didn’t bother staying any longer. I quickly returned to the floor where my room was located.

Soon, I remembered the attic Hobson had mentioned and roamed around. But I couldn’t replace any staircase that led to the attic. I quickly walked across the corridor and counted the rooms. There were seven rooms on this floor, and the layout of every room looked similar.

I circled the stairwell, trying to replace a way to the attic.

‘Was there a hidden staircase in this castle?’

Just then, I remembered the elevator.

I decided to go there and have a look. But just as I turned around, my heart leaped to my throat. I saw Nicole’s face that was inches away from mine.

“Why… what…” My heart was still crashing in my chest. My words jumbled together as my mouth went dry. “When did you come without making a sound?”

Nicole looked at me calmly. She was holding a bamboo basket that was filled with rose petals.

“Are you looking for something?” Nicole asked.

“No. Nothing. I’m just walking around to help digest the food,” I answered, smiling wryly.

Fortunately, Nicole bought it. She didn’t ask any more questions. “I brought these for you to take a bath.” She handed the basket to me with a smile.

“Thank you.” I took the basket and returned to my room.

I was not in the mood to take a bath. I sat on the edge of the bed, thinking of a way to go out.

I didn’t believe they had invited me to stay with them for three days just as their guest. They were probably using me as a hostage to threaten Rufus. I didn’t want Rufus to get into trouble because of me.

Therefore, I decided to look for a way to escape.

As I racked my brain to figure out a solution, my head grew heavy. I felt sleepy.

That was when it dawned on me.

‘Damn it!’ I was too careless.

They had put sleeping pills in the bread.

I slapped my face and pinched myself to sober up. But it was too late. Nothing seemed to work.