Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince
Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 537

Sylvia’s POV:

The blonde female vampire walked to me, her h**s swaying from side to side. With an evil smile, she announced loftily, “We’re here to capture you under the order of Duke Hobson.”

“F**k off!” Rufus shot the blonde woman a cold glare and his grip on my hand tightened, as though he was scared I’d be snatched away from him.

When the blonde woman’s eyes flitted to him, she looked surprised. Then, she smiled bitterly. “What a handsome man. It’s a pity you’re no gentleman.”

I squeezed Rufus’ hand to comfort him. “It’s okay. You’re here this time.”

“I don’t need to be a gentleman in front of the likes of you. No wonder I smelled something unpleasant—your scent.” Not to be outdone, Harry covered his nose exaggeratedly and pointed the blonde woman in disgust. “Bitch!”

“Why, you—!” The blonde woman spat at Harry, too angry to formulate a sentence.

In the end, she gave up and ignored Harry. Turning to look at Geoffrey, she sneered, “The she-wolf got away, so the agreement is invalid.”

Geoffrey’s face grew livid, as though he was on the verge of going mad. “It’s all Hobson’s fault.”

The blonde woman shrugged indifferently. “It’s none of my business. But the duke said that, as long as you catch that she-wolf again and offer her to us, the cooperation can resume as usual. The duke also told us that the she-wolf was useful to him, so you can’t kill her.”

The blonde woman spoke as though I wasn’t right in front of her.

“Hey, I’m right here!” I pouted unhappily.

“Oh, shut up!” The blonde woman snapped at me, resentment written all over her face. “If it was up to me, I’d have killed you myself!”

I could guess why she was so angry at me. Even after so many days, her broken tooth still hadn’t grown back to normal.

“What’s going on, Sylvia?” Rufus leaned over and whispered in my ear.

“Hobson said that my b***d smells like Noreen’s. So he’s going to such lengths to capture me alive,” I explained briefly.

Rufus’ expression darkened.

“I’m sure it’s just a misunderstanding. Don’t worry. We’ll talk about Noreen when this is all over,” I comforted him hurriedly.

But Rufus’ eyes still looked vicious.

“Oh, honey, it’s okay. Smile for me.” I shook Rufus’ hand and smiled at him, trying to cheer him up. “As long as they can’t take me away, everything’s fine.”

Rufus nodded and touched my head softly. “I’ll protect you this time.”

Just then, the blonde woman spoke up again, interrupting our conversation.

“Why the hell are you still flirting with each other? You’re not taking me seriously!”

I glanced at the blonde woman reluctantly. Suddenly, a thought occurred to me.

I tugged at the corner of Rufus’ clothes and whispered urgently, “Why aren’t those vampires afraid of the light?”

I had grown up as a slave, so I received a subpar education. There were many things I didn’t know. When I was in the castle, Hobson and his cronies seemed to melt whenever they came in contact with light. This gave me the impression that all vampires were afraid of light.

But now, my theory seemed to be debunked.

Rufus leaned closer to me and explained, “Light might have weakened them a little bit, but real vampires aren’t afraid of light. Only the lowest level of vampires are afraid of light. When a real vampire sucks the b***d of a creature by force, the victim becomes a mindless, b***d-sucking monster—a zombie. Zombies don’t have any special powers and they’re scared of light. That being said, they live in darkness and are very difficult to deal with.”

Hearing this, I was shocked. What about Hobson’s family?

“There aren’t that many real vampires. The werewolf race was defeated because the vampires created an army of zombies,” Rufus added seriously.

This confused me even more. How could the powerful Hobson be a zombie?

But then I thought about Hobson’s decaying body, which was like a dying tree branch. Was it because of Noreen’s black death curse?