Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince
Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 64

Alina’s POV:

The queen’s hall dazzled with lights. I took the tea from the maid and brought it to Laura.

“Your Majesty, please taste this. I made it with dew,” I said softly.

Laura nodded and took a sip. Then, she raised her head and smiled at me. “You’re so considerate. Only you care about me.”

“Your Majesty, you are kidding, right? Prince Rufus also cares about you.” I pursed my lips and smiled, faking obedience in an effort to impress her.

“Rufus?” Laura snorted and knocked the teacup on the table. “I can’t remember a day that he doesn’t piss me off. Richard also makes me worried. He has been lawless and doesn’t give a damn about me because the king has been paying more attention to him.”

“Please don’t be angry.” I slyly winked at the servants, gesturing for them to leave. Then, I turned to Laura and said, “Richard is not a legitimate prince after all. He will never be as good as Prince Rufus.”

Laura’s face visibly relaxed. “I know that. But Richard’s existence is like a thorn in my heart. I can’t stop worrying until I get rid of him.”

Laura was a cruel and merciless she-wolf. Word said Laura had told the king she wouldn’t accept Richard unless his mother died. I knew that Laura couldn’t bear to see Rufus with Sylvia — an ignoble slave. Therefore, I had to provoke Laura and make her hate Sylvia altogether.

“I think getting Rufus married would solve all the problems,” I suggested in a low voice and glanced at Laura.

Seeing my shyness, Laura arched an eyebrow and said, “I have already accepted you as my daughter-in-law.”

Excitement bubbled up in my heart. I pinched the inside of my thigh, and tears instantly welled up in my eyes. “But… Sylvia… Well, Rufus won’t accept me. He doesn’t bother to even look at me whenever she is around.”

Laura’s face changed, and her voice became sharp. “Sylvia is just a slave, a bitch! She doesn’t deserve to be with the future king!”

The ferocity of her gaze startled me. Laura looked like a mean, old witch. No wonder the lycan king had begun to despise her.

I lowered my head, faking sadness and dejection. “But Rufus likes her. Maybe I should just let go…”

Unfortunately, Laura didn’t seem to like me pretending to be weak. She squinted at me and said, “That seductress has cast a spell on Rufus. You should try your best to win him back instead of asking my help.”

Laura’s words made my heart sink. I wondered if she knew something.

“I have been working hard.” I sounded powerless. After all, there was no point in working hard. Rufus wouldn’t even look at me.

“It’s good that you know what you’re doing. You’re the daughter of an Alpha. If you lose to a slave, you will end up being a laughing stock,” Laura mocked me. The coldness in her eyes made me feel ashamed and annoyed.

“That won’t happen, Your Majesty. I don’t give a damn about Sylvia. Sooner or later, Rufus will come back to me.” I continued to smile even though I was burning with anger inside. Laura was a cold, mean she-wolf, after all.

Although Laura didn’t say anything, her face softened a little. She picked up a gilded invitation card by the side and said, “This Friday is Rufus’ birthday. I have planned a masquerade party for him. I will ask Rufus to invite you to be his date. I have created this opportunity for you, and you must seize it!”

I grinned and quickly took the invitation. “Thank you, Your Majesty!”

It was an excellent opportunity. I must win Rufus’ heart this time. If Sylvia dared to stand in my way again, I would not show any mercy.

In the following days, I waited for Rufus to invite me to be his date to the party, but I didn’t hear from him. Eventually, I lost my patience and sent my subordinates to replace out what he was up to.

“Miss Quinn, I found it.” One of my subordinates came running to me.

I sprang to my feet. “What is it? Tell me right now.”

“Prince Rufus had asked someone to make a special invitation this afternoon and left.”

“He left? Where did he go?” I demanded. Rufus clearly had no plans of inviting me.

“He…” My subordinate looked flustered. He examined my face and said, “It looks like he has gone to the Royal Military School.”

My mind instantly flitted to Sylvia. That bitch had just joined that school.

“Bitch!” Anger surged through my veins. I angrily swept the things on the table, sending them scattering to the floor. “Why can’t she f*****g die?”

My anger and jealousy reached their pinnacle as I remembered how cold and distant Rufus had been to me. I had to think of a way to make Sylvia disappear. I pictured tying her hands and legs and throwing her down from the cliff. But I couldn’t execute any of the plans because she had joined the military school. She was a bitch — a stumbling block that ruined all my plans.

Just then, a name popped into my mind. How could I forget Warren? With a flash of inspiration, I quickly came up with an excellent idea.