Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 109

Rufus’ POV:

I was about to walk towards the figure when my mother suddenly stopped me. She handed the champagne in her hand to a servant and looked at me unhappily.

“Where are you going? The ball is about to begin.”

I felt a little helpless. When I was about to pull my mother’s hand away, the figure had already walked into the crowd.

“Your Majesty, Prince Richard hasn’t arrived yet. Shall we wait a little longer?” a guard walked up to us and said to my mother in a low voice.

My mother’s eyes turned cold upon hearing this. “No. This day is for Rufus. Why do we have to wait for Richard to show up and let him steal the highlight? That’s a big joke. I don’t want to hear such reckless words from you again. Go away and receive your punishment!”

After scolding the guard, my mother walked to the stage in her high heels. Seeing her approach the stage, the crowd gradually quieted down. Everyone looked at her with reverence. This was their lycan queen. Even though she was nearly fifty years old, she still looked graceful and elegant.

“Everyone, welcome to this ball! Today is my son Rufus’ birthday, so I hope you can all have a good time,” my mother said in a clear and standard voice.

She then turned her head and looked at me with a decent smile on her face. “Rufus, since today is your birthday, please say a few words to our guests.”

I straightened my cufflinks expressionlessly and walked towards the center of the stage. I was not in the mood to talk to them in a bureaucratic manner.

Rufus’ POV:

I was about to walk towards the figure when my mother suddenly stopped me. She handed the champagne in her hand to a servant and looked at me unhappily.

“Everyone, thank you for coming. I wish you all a happy evening.” I then gave the microphone back to my mother.

I saw the surprised look on her face. She didn’t seem to expect that my speech would be so brief.

Then the music began. She asked me to choose a lady for the opening dance.

The light shone on the she-wolves wearing all kinds of masks off the stage. Each of them was well-dressed, deliberately showing their best posture in a reserved manner.

I just glanced at them and didn’t look any further. I shifted my eyes to the figure in the farthest distance that I had been thinking of the whole evening. She was wearing a delicate dress with her head down.

I couldn’t help but smile. She must be at a loss right now. At the thought of her flustered expression, my heart unconsciously softened. And I even had the impulse to hold her in my arms. I didn’t refuse this strange emotion. On the contrary, I willingly accepted it.

I slowly walked towards her without thinking too much. The crowd retreated to make way for me.

“Prince Rufus is so handsome. I’m about to suffocate.”

“I really hope he can take a look at me. He is such a perfect werewolf!”

“Although there’s a rumor that he is cruel, he doesn’t look like one at all. He is so gentle when he smiles. He is the werewolf of my dreams.”

“He is the strongest werewolf in the empire. I heard that Prince Richard is no match for him at all.”

“Oh, strength is indeed the greatest charm of the werewolf race. I feel like I’m going to fall in love with him.”

“Oh my God! Prince Rufus is walking towards us. Is he going to invite me to the first dance?”

“Dream on! It must be me.”

The whispers of the she-wolves clearly reached my ears, but I didn’t have time to care about them. All I cared about was Sylvia. I just wanted to be by her side as soon as possible.

At this moment, several she-wolves stood in front of me. They were so excited that their bodies trembled slightly. It was as if they were expecting me to choose them.

I lost my patience, so I looked at them coldly and said, “Get out of my way.”

One of the she-wolves fainted and fell to the floor because of too much excitement. The rest were frightened by me and disappeared instantly, embarrassed and flustered.

When I reached Sylvia’s side, the music suddenly stopped, and a beam of light gently shone on us.

She kept her head down, not daring to look at me.

“Sylvia…” I called out her name softly.

She didn’t answer, and I couldn’t help smiling. She was always a shy girl.

“Would you like to dance with me?”

Sylvia was silent for a moment before she slowly put her hand on my palm.