Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince
Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 729

Sylvia’s POV:

I was so confused about how Alina was reacting. She was in a state of panic with a hint of unspeakable guilty conscience in her eyes.

“Do you know why Noreen came to harm Leonard? Hadn’t you been in contact with Noreen? You should know something about her plan. Have you ever seen or talked with Noreen before Leonard died?” I stared at Alina’s face, trying to read something into her flustered expression.

However, she evaded my eyes and lowered her head anxiously. “I know nothing about it. When I got there, my father and Chet were already on the ground. My father looked like he was about to die, and Chet was still trying to stab him with the dagger. If I hadn’t stopped Chet, he would have already succeeded. Unfortunately, my father still couldn’t make it.”

“You were the only one who saw what happened that time? What about the servants? Where were they?”

Alina had always been trailed by a crew of servants and guards everywhere she went. If she had witnessed what happened at that time, logically speaking, the servants and guards should have also seen it. On top of that, it was their Alpha’s residence, so any noise would have drawn attention. There was no way that Leonard could have been murdered without first calling for aid.

“The servants hadn’t arrived yet, and the guards had been relocated somewhere by Edwin,” Alina answered remorsefully. “I still regret knowing that I could have prevented my father’s death if I had been there earlier that day. If I had known that Chet was such a monster, I would have broken off my marriage even if it meant getting beaten to death by my father.”

I gave out a noncommittal stance. I’d met Chet before the wedding, and I knew he wouldn’t do something that evil. But now, all the shreds of evidence pointed to him as the murderer. The only possible explanation that could convince me was that Noreen had manipulated him.

The weapon stained with her scent was not something to ignore.

This incident was undeniably a huge deal to everyone. No matter who the murderer was, I must replace out what really happened.

“If Noreen contacts you again or you remember anything that might help, I hope you can contact me as soon as possible,” I said to Alina.

Alina nodded. Then she abruptly left, claiming she wasn’t feeling well.

I scowled as I stared at her receding figure and sensed something was off.

I wanted to catch up with her, but the funeral was over. The crowd dispersed, and Edwin walked out.

He appeared worn out with those bloodshot eyes. Instead of wearing his customary tie, he wore a shoddy black suit for the occasion. The attractive male werewolf bent his back, utterly crushed by the immense sadness.

Feeling terrible, I decided to stop him.

Edwin turned to me and nodded as a greeting. Even though he remained silent and showed no emotion, an evident glint of sorrow could be traced in his eyes.

Feeling terrible, I decided to stop him.

Edwin turned to me and nodded as a greeting. Even though he remained silent and showed no emotion, an evident glint of sorrow could be traced in his eyes.

“Take good care of yourself. He’s in a better place now.”

I tried to console him, but even I didn’t think it would work. After all, I couldn’t even pull myself together.

With a bitter smile, Edwin said, “You are still pregnant. You should also take good care of yourself.”

I nodded and even though I wasn’t feeling alright at all.

“I heard from Prince Rufus that you already knew about it,” Edwin added.

I knew what he meant. “Yes, I knew he’s my father.”

Edwin heaved a long sigh and responded, “It’s all about fate. You could almost recognize each other.”

Since I was at a loss for words, I just drew a deep breath.

This was what life was like. Many people always felt powerless, and only a lucky few could live unscathed from miseries.

“If you want it, I can help you prove your identity and come back to the pack,” offered Edwin in a soft voice.