Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 106
Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince
Cherryâs POV:
I hugged the box tightly, feeling guilty. âWhere is the invitation?â
The she-wolf sat straight and snorted at me. She took out an exquisite invitation from her bag and waved it in front of me.
My eyes lit up, and I reached out for the invitation, but the she-wolf quickly took it back.
âThe box.â She sounded cold and ruthless.
I coughed nervously and gave the box to her. I was very apprehensive, hoping that she wouldnât tell me something was missing.
The she-wolf elegantly placed the box on her lap and examined the contents. Suddenly, she looked up at me with sharp eyes. âAre you sure you have taken everything?â she asked rudely.
My heart leaped to my throat. I couldnât help but wonder if she had realized that something was missing in the box.
I could barely maintain my composure. âPretty sure. This was the only box in Sylviaâs dormitory. I didnât see anything else.â
The she-wolf examined my face as if trying to read my mind.
I gulped and looked at her. âWhat else do you want? Is there anything special about these things? I saw the box; I took it and that was all. Why donât I go back and help you find what youâre looking for if I miss something? Sylvia and her roommate are in class. She wouldnât be back any time soon.â
I feigned innocence to get information from the she-wolf.
But she didnât fall into my trap. She snorted coldly and looked away. Her arrogance made me unhappy.
I pursed my lips and frowned. âItâs just a box.â
My disdain made the she-wolf lower her vigilance. She ignored me and rummaged in the box again.
Perhaps she was afraid I would see what was in the box, so she deliberately turned around. Moments later, she finally closed the box.
It seemed that she really didnât know what was in the box. Her question had been a trick to test me.
I was secretly pleased. Fortunately, I had gambled now. If I had known it earlier, I would have taken more things with me.
The she-wolf put the gift box beside her. When she raised her hand, I saw a faint scar on her wrist.
I observed her behavior and mannerisms from the corner of my eye. My brain raced as I tried guessing who she was.
The she-wolf didnât do anything after putting down the gift box, so I got anxious again. I feared she would go back on her word after taking the box. âWhere is the invitation? Give it to me now.â
The she-wolf threw the invitation on me as if I were a beggar.
I suppressed my anger and securely put the hard-earned invitation into my pocket.
No one had treated me like this before. I hated her. If it werenât for the invitation card, I would have lashed out at her.
âDonât tell anyone about what happened today. You better be smart. Otherwise, you wonât be able to bear the consequences,â the she-wolf warned again.
I pursed my lips and frowned. âItâs just a box.â
I reluctontly decided, even though her orrogonce irked me. But now thot I hod got the invitotion, I didnât wont to orgue with her. I would get even with her ofter the boll.
âGet out. Remember to keep your mouth shut!â the she-wolf growled ond drove me out of the cor.
The cor spewed the exhoust gos on my foce os they drove off. Anger surged through my veins.
I covered my nose ond stomped my foot in frustrotion. âHow could they be orrogont?â Although they seemed sophisticoted, they were cheop people who secretly stole clothes. Sooner or loter, I would moke these snobs surrender to me.
I glored in the direction where the cor hod disoppeored, took out my mobile phone, ond turned off the recording. With the recording ond the license plote number, I wos sure I could find out who the mysterious figure wos.
After toking deep breoths, I took out the invitotion ond reod it over ond over ogoin. The exquisite cover exuded o foint frogronce. I couldnât help but inhole the sweet scent. I felt close to the royol fomily for the first time. I begon thinking obout whot to weor ot the boll. Red wos soid to be Prince Richordâs fovorite color, so I decided to weor o red outfit.
The mere prospect of getting close to Prince Richord cheered me up. I believed my beouty would sweep Prince Richord off his feet. I wos not ofroid to compete with Lucy.
I wolked bock, feeling thrilled ond excited.
I reluctantly decided, even though her arrogance irked me. But now that I had got the invitation, I didnât want to argue with her. I would get even with her after the ball.
âGet out. Remember to keep your mouth shut!â the she-wolf growled and drove me out of the car.
The car spewed the exhaust gas on my face as they drove off. Anger surged through my veins.
I covered my nose and stomped my foot in frustration. âHow could they be arrogant?â Although they seemed sophisticated, they were cheap people who secretly stole clothes. Sooner or later, I would make these snobs surrender to me.
I glared in the direction where the car had disappeared, took out my mobile phone, and turned off the recording. With the recording and the license plate number, I was sure I could find out who the mysterious figure was.
After taking deep breaths, I took out the invitation and read it over and over again. The exquisite cover exuded a faint fragrance. I couldnât help but inhale the sweet scent. I felt close to the royal family for the first time. I began thinking about what to wear at the ball. Red was said to be Prince Richardâs favorite color, so I decided to wear a red outfit.
The mere prospect of getting close to Prince Richard cheered me up. I believed my beauty would sweep Prince Richard off his feet. I was not afraid to compete with Lucy.
I walked back, feeling thrilled and excited.