Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 453

Sylvia’s POV:

I couldn’t wait for pleasantries. I kicked the door open impatiently.

I was greeted by a bizarre scene. Ashley, wearing disheveled clothes, was cling to the bedside while Rufus was pulling her arm. My eyes lingered over her bare skin, which was covered with more bruises than I could remember.

The marks of intimacy seemed to tell me how intense their s*x was before I got here.

My mind went completely blank. All I wanted to do in that moment was to kill someone.

“What the f**k?! Did Rufus really sleep with this vampire slut?” Yana was also going crazy. “That vampire looks like she just had hot s*x. Urgh! I should never have trusted Rufus!”

I was at a loss for words as I approached Rufus. My hands itched to destroy everything in sight.

Geoffrey, who was following me from behind, immediately stepped forward and dramatically covered his eyes with his hands. “Oh, dear. I’m sorry to have bothered you while you were in the middle of something, Prince Rufus.”

Geoffrey’s exaggerated reaction only made me feel angrier.

Rufus’ shirt was crumpled and stained with sweat. Panic was written all over his handsome face, as though he was wrought with guilt.

“Sylvia, it’s not what you think it is. I… It’s…”

He even stammered falteringly.

Ignoring Rufus, I turned to Geoffrey and asked through gritted teeth, “Can you take Ashley away first? I need to talk with Prince Rufus in private.”

Rufus’ POV:

Of course I didn’t dare to say anything at this time. I nodded at Geoffrey, telling him with my eyes to take the slave away.

Geoffrey immediately understood and called a guard.

The slave whimpered and grabbed my arm in fear. I quickly swatted her hands away, as though she was poisonous.

I was really pissed off. How could this damned vampire be so f*****g stupid?

Geoffrey asked in surprise, “Prince Rufus, are you dissatisfied with her service?”

He must have asked this on purpose to test me. What the f**k was going on? Did he want to ask me for feedback? If it weren’t for my identity, he would have asked me for more grisly details.

Suppressing my anger, I simply said, “Take her away.”

Geoffrey hurriedly smiled. “Okay, I’ll take her away right now.”

The slave was rudely dragged away by the guard. On second thought, I was afraid that something bad would happen to her, which would affect my plan. Finally, despite being glared at murderously by Sylvia, I plucked up the courage to say, “Keep her for later.”

I said that to tell Geoffrey not to hurt her, and at the same time, I comforted the slave by indicating that our cooperation was still in effect.

Sure enough, as soon as I said that, I could feel Sylvia’s gaze piercing through my heart.

Although she didn’t say anything, her cold expression made me want to run away and hide.

I pretended to be calm, telling myself that I could just explain everything to Sylvia after the others left. She’d understand.

The slave stopped struggling after hearing what I said. She looked at me and seemed to have understood what I meant.

Geoffrey winked at me and smiled ambiguously. Then he left with the slave in high spirits.

As soon as the door was shut behind them, I relaxed.

It was the first time that I had been so flustered in my life. I coughed and tried to find the words to explain everything.

Sylvia stared at me coldly. I felt even more flustered. She had never looked at me like this before. It was as though she was looking at a stranger.

“I can explain—”

But she interrupted me mid-sentence.

Sylvia had turned into her wolf form and pounced on me.