Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince
Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 538

Sylvia’s POV:

The more I mulled it over, the more confused I felt.

“What’s wrong? You look distressed.” Rufus pinched my earlobe playfully.

“I’ll explain when this is over.” I held Rufus’ hand up and kissed it. I hadn’t seen him in days. I missed him so much.

Ever since we came to the border, we had hardly gotten any alone time. So many troublesome things had happened in succession, which exhausted me both physically and mentally.

“Okay, honey.” Rufus looked at me lovingly. I could vaguely see my reflection in his eyes.

Just then, Flora patted me on the shoulder. “What should we do? There’re so many vampires here. Should we fight them head on?”

“I’ll do it! I’ll beat them to a pulp!” It was Harry’s dream to beat up vampires. His eyes lit up when he saw so many vampires in front of him. Rubbing his hands eagerly, he declared, “Leave them to me!”

As for Geoffrey, he still negotiated with the blonde vampire.

“Reinforcements are on their way. We’ll catch her and give her to Hobson by the end of the day.”

“Good.” the blonde vampire snorted. Then she turned to look at the werewolves from outside the wall greedily and licked her lips hungrily. “Since you’ve caused us vampires so much trouble, open the hunting grounds for three consecutive days if you want smooth cooperation from us moving forward.”

Everyone present turned pale. Flora, on the other hand, cursed them openly. “Shame on you!”

“It’s only fair,” the blonde vampire sneered indifferently. She looked at Geoffrey, who seemed to be in a dilemma, and asked him again, “You don’t have to agree if you don’t want to. We can just terminate the cooperation between us.”

“I’m afraid we can’t open the hunting ground for three whole days…” Geoffrey said falteringly.

The blonde vampire stubbornly shook her head. “Even if you manage to finish off all the werewolves from the imperial city here today, you’ll still need our help later. Think it over first.”

“Don’t listen to her bullshit, Geoffrey! No matter what internal conflicts we may have, we’re all still werewolves! You can’t just feed fellow werewolves to the vampires!” I stopped him loudly.

Geoffrey didn’t even look at me. He lowered his head, lost in thought.

I pursed my lips tightly and clenched my fists. I could feel my palms sweating.

The whole place fell silent. All pairs of eyes were trained on Geoffrey, the Alpha who would determine their fate.

“Fine,” Geoffrey finally said, looking up at the blonde vampire.

In the end, he agreed to the vampire’s request.

Now, Geoffrey’s hypocritical mask was completely ripped off. The crowd burst into an uproar and began to despise their supreme leader.

“A beast in sheep’s clothing!”

“He was only pretending! He doesn’t give a damn about us! He doesn’t deserve to be our Alpha!”

Both the werewolves from inside and outside the wall were irritated by Geoffrey’s shameless behavior. Everyone stood up to resist Geoffrey, rallying to overturn his policy.

Chaos broke loose.

Then a shrill scream stunned everyone silent for a second.

“He’s dead!”

Cries came from the crowd and they scatted in fear.

Stunned, I searched the crowd for answers.

It turned out that the blonde vampire had woven her way into the crowd. She bit a male werewolf on the neck and he bled to death. The male werewolf she had killed was the one who protested the most loudly just now.

The blonde vampire wiped the b***d on the corner of her mouth while slowly dragging the dead body of the man. Finally, she threw the man’s corpse in front of me provocatively. “This is payback for my fang, you bitch.”