Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince
Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 775

Sylvia’s POV:

I panicked when I saw Rufus. “Didn’t… didn’t you tell me that you were going to work late? What are you doing here?”

“That’s the exact same question I wanna ask you, Sylvia. Why are you here?” Rufus chuckled and asked.

He was talking calmly, but it felt to me like the peace before the storm. My intuition warned me that he was really mad this time.

I opened my mouth, wanting to explain, but didn’t know what to say. The whole matter was so complicated that I didn’t have the words to give him a clear explanation. Perhaps he would think that I was cooking up excuses.

I was overcome with helplessness as I couldn’t figure out what to do.

While I was debating my predicament, Blair suddenly grabbed my hand and fled with me.

“Blair! What are you doing?” I was extremely agitated and wanted to shake his hand off, but I couldn’t.

Blair ran like the wind. Considering my pregnancy, he placed one hand on my shoulder, nearly carrying all my weight as we ran.

“Blair, stop! If you make things worse like this, we won’t be able to face the dire consequences!” I shrieked loudly.

I didn’t believe for a second that we could escape from Rufus so easily. Blair had sorely underestimated him.

The best way out of this mess was to confess and seek his forgiveness while he was still in control of his temper.

Blair ignored me and continued running. Without sparing me a glance, he hastily said, “If you still want to leave, stop talking nonsense. Once Rufus catches you, you will be confined to the imperial palace for the rest of your life.”

“Rufus is not that kind of man. He won’t do that to me.” I refused to believe Blair. No matter how furious Rufus became with me, he would never threaten me with my freedom. He knew that once he imprisoned me, I would never be happy again.

Blair sniggered as if he was mocking my naivete. “You can try for yourself if you don’t believe me. I grew up with Rufus. I know exactly the kind of person he is. How can a person who has been cursed and tortured since childhood truly be a docile gentle wolf? Rufus only shows tenderness to you. But he is also possessive and might want to control you sometimes as well. Once you piss him off, do you think he will just spare you? I’ve seen his reaction to similar situations before. He is a thousand times more ruthless than you think!”

I lost my temper and shouted, “Shut up! Rufus is your best friend. How can you speak ill of him behind his back? I think you are very sick.”

Even if Rufus was really as cruel as Blair claimed, he still held the highest position in my heart. I loved him regardless of the kind of person he was.

Blair snorted, looking angry and sullen. He didn’t add anything more and continued dragging me forward.

The wind whistled in my ears. I carefully protected my belly. Fortunately, the baby was well-behaved and I wasn’t uncomfortable.

Soon, Blair and I reached the suburb.

However, we were still caught up by Rufus and his men.

I shook Blair’s hand off, staring daggers at him. As I had said earlier, we had no way to escape.

Rufus wore a stony expression, his demeanor chilly and savage. He was dressed in a luxurious suit. The moon was behind him. Half of his body was shrouded by the dark, while the other half was bathed in moonlight, making him look like an angel trapped in hell, holy but also evil.

I was about to call his name, but he didn’t give me a chance to speak, aiming a kick at Blair instead.

Blair slammed into a nearby tree stump and spat out a mouthful of b***d. Then he laughed harshly and looked at Rufus defiantly. “Come on. It’s been a long time since we have fought. Show me what you got.”

Rufus’ face hardened. He got closer to Blair and threw another punch at him.

I was stupefied and wanted to stop them, but both of them were already in the middle of a fierce fight, the seriousness evident on their faces.