Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince
Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 506

Geoffrey’s POV:

Ever since Rufus and the others entered the city, I had sent my men to secretly keep an eye on them the entire time.

They simply couldn’t hide anything from me.

I knew Rufus had sent his men out of the city, and the remaining squad was looking after Flora and Warren.

Rufus was alone and defenseless now.

I glanced at my subordinate. “Is Prince Rufus’s residence surrounded?”

“We’ve sent the secret guards to surround him.” He nodded respectfully. “If anything unusual happens to Prince Rufus, we’ll know it right away.”

“Well, send some of our men to keep an eye on the wall. And don’t let anyone go outside.” I was still worried.

Tonight was the full moon night. I didn’t want anything to go wrong.

Everything would be fine if Rufus agreed with me and my plans.

However, considering he was adamant, I had no choice but to get rid of him if he refused me.

“What if Prince Rufus dies at the border? I’m afraid the lycan king would blame you.” My subordinate looked worried.

“Blame it on the vampires. I’m sure Hobson wouldn’t mind.”

I was more afraid of Rufus than the lycan king. Getting rid of Rufus would solve all my problems.

Besides, the imperial capital city was far away from here. I could replace a scapegoat who would take all the blame.

“You’re awesome! It was smart of you to bring Hobson under your control.” He grinned proudly.

Playing with the empty cup, I squinted at him. “I’m actually surprised that old man has managed to hold on for so long.”

“He is no different from a dead man. There’s no need to be afraid of him.” The subordinate smiled complacently. “Victory is yours.”

I snorted, feeling a little aggrieved. “But he is still alive. As long as Hobson is still alive, I can’t rest assured. I really believed the black death curse could have killed him.”

“Even though Hobson is still alive, I don’t think he’d be able to make big trouble,” my subordinate said.

“You’re right.” I put down the glass and sighed.

All this should be attributed to the black witch, Noreen. She had cast the black death curse upon Hobson. Otherwise, Hobson, who had always been self-conceited and looked down upon werewolves, would never have agreed to cooperate with me.

“I don’t think you’d have to worry about anything. Even the black witch, Noreen, is on your side. If we can’t get rid of Prince Rufus, then you can get help from the black witch and ask her to curse Prince Rufus.” My subordinate didn’t seem to understand the magnitude of the issue and it irked me.

“Do you really think Noreen would always be on our side?” I glared at him.

He flinched back. “Isn’t she on your side because of your talent and power?”

I scoffed at him. “It’s just that I happen to have what she wants.”

“I see,” he mumbled. My subordinate frowned in confusion. I knew he didn’t really understand what I meant.

I sneered in disgust. “There are no everlasting friends. It’s all about personal interests and gains. You should have learned that by now, after working for me for all these years.”

The subordinate lowered his head.

I didn’t say anything more. I rested my hands behind my back and quietly looked at the red roses in the garden. However, nothing could lift off the weight that had settled on my heart.

I couldn’t rely on Noreen for longer. It wasn’t a permanent solution.

Although I had what she wanted, I had been taking advantage of the situation to get her to help me for too long a time. I was afraid I had completely offended that crazy woman.

But at the moment, she was my best weapon.

I had to tolerate her longer. One day, I would make everyone surrender to me, enslave the vampires, and make that bitch, Noreen, my s3x slave.