Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 31
Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince
Richardâs POV:
âStop!â I commanded. The army behind me swarmed around the scene. âIt is improper to cause such a ruckus right in front of the Royal Military School gate!â
As soon as I appeared, everyone quieted down with fear and respectfully bowed their heads. I always enjoyed the incomparable honor my identity had given me.
But there was one she-wolf in heavy makeup who didnât seem afraid of me. She was staring at me with her mouth gaping open, her cheeks swollen.
Since she dared look me in the eye, I asked her name.
âI apologize for what happened, beautiful lady. May I know your name?â I walked over to her and asked gently.
She gave a shy smile and answered in a low voice, âMy name is Cherry Brook. I am the daughter of the Gamma of the Black Moon Pack.â
I would have preferred she didnât smile. Smiling only made her swollen cheeks even rounder like two butt cheeks on her face, which I found quite funny. Obviously, she had gotten beaten up just now.
It was difficult to hold back my laughter. âCan you tell me what happened?â
âShe started it!â Gritting her teeth, Cherry pointed at the girl opposite her. âShe was a slave in our pack. I was just going to catch up with her, but all of a sudden, she starting beating me up!â
Cherry grew more aggrieved by the second, with tears even forming in her eyes.
A slave? Could this be the infamous slave that Rufus had brought back?
I turned to the she-wolf Cherry was pointing at. Her hair was all messed up, but there was a stubborn look on her face.
As soon as I got back today, it didnât take long for me to hear about what my very serious older brother had done. He had brought home a female slave and even gave her an introduction suited only for high-profile individuals at the palace gate.
I was absolutely surprised. This wasnât something I imagined the cold and brutal Rufus would ever do. I knew this because I had already tried to lure him to his death with many beautiful she-wolves, hoping to get him assassinated in bed. But all my attempts had failed. He never seemed to find a she-wolf he could treat differently. It even came to a point wherein I almost suspected his s****l orientation. But how could Rufus fall in love with a female slave now all of a sudden?
Out of curiosity, I couldnât wait to talk to the slave and find out what was so special about her. Unfortunately, this wasnât how I was expecting to meet her for the first time.
I took one careful look at the slave. She was beautiful indeed. Even as she just stood there and didnât say a word, I couldnât help but feel an itch. I could see why Rufus would fall in love with her.
Still, I intended to use the foolish she-wolf Cherry to teach this slave a lesson. After all, Rufus liked this she-wolf. Humiliating her and giving her the punishment of a slave would be like spitting and stepping on Rufusâ face, which made me happy.
Sylviaâs POV:
Unlike Rufus, Richard had softer facial features. His golden hair was so long that it fell all the way to his waist. I thought he could be even more beautiful than some women I knew. There was a pinkish birthmark in the corner of his eye, which gave his delicate face a little edge.
Although his eyes looked a bit intimidating with the birthmark, he also had on a gentle smile that I felt was inconsistent. It was like finding a perfectly green tree in the middle of snow. It didnât make sense. I felt uncomfortable already the second I saw him. I just had a feeling that there was something hypocritical about this man.
Right when he arrived, everyone fell silent. No one dared to make a sound.
When he asked Cherry, she immediately got to accusing me of starting trouble. The other werewolves echoed her story and shamelessly backed her up.
I sharply turned to Cherry and said, âNo, you started it. But in the end, you couldnât even defend yourself against a slave. How dare you play the victim now?â
âQuit lying!â Cherry rushed over to me and raised her hand to hit me. âIâm going to teach you a lesson myself, you f*****g slave!â
I smirked and casually blocked her hand mid-air, ready to fight back. However, Richardâs men quickly came up behind me and clamped my hands behind my back.
I raised my head to look at Richard with anger in my eyes. âWhy are you on her side? As a prince, shouldnât you be smart enough to listen to both sides of the story first?â
Richard looked at me with one of those hypocritical smiles.
âWell, even if Miss Brook did start it, so what? You should have just taken it in and not fought back.â Richard paused and slowly walked up to me. âAfter all, Miss Brook is the master. You are just a slave.â
He looked at me with contempt. âAs a slave, resistance is the biggest sin you can commit.â
A chill ran down my spine. This was the moment I realized that justice did not exist for people without status and power.
Richard turned back to Cherry and smiled. âMiss Brook, if you are still not satisfied, you may continue to teach this unruly slave a lesson.â
He took two steps back to give Cherry some space.
âMost definitely. Thank you, Prince Richard!â Cherry was clearly overjoyed to hear this. She raised her hand again and walked up to me. âItâs time you learn how to be a slave again!â
I wanted to dodge and fight back, but two of Richardâs men were firmly holding me down. There was nothing I could do but to watch as Cherry prepared to slap me. It was a very humiliating moment.
Just as Cherryâs hand was about to come into contact with my cheek, I heard the sound of a bone snapping, followed by Cherryâs shrill scream.
Cherryâs wrist had been gripped by another strong hand.
I looked up to see what had just happened. He stood in front of me, the light behind him making him look like an angel sent from heaven. His familiar scent made me swallow a lump in my throat. It was my prince, Rufus.
There was a murderous look in his eyes. âWho dared to hurt my people?â