Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 485
Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince
Rufusâ POV:
Geoffrey didnât even bother to tidy up his messy hair and clothes. Instead, he pretended to be humble and knelt down in front of me. âPrince Rufus, I went through all this effortâ¦â
âCan you just drop the act? Itâs pissing me off!â Flora cut Geoffrey off. She was just as anxious as me. âCut the crap and tell us what this is all about!â
I somehow managed to restrain the bloodthirsty killing intent in my heart and stared at Geoffrey coldly. âIâm giving you two minutes to explain yourself. If you donât tell us what you want by then, Iâll kill you myself.â
Geoffrey nodded slowly. âOkay, Prince Rufus.â
I pursed my lips impatiently and waited for him to continue.
Geoffrey cleared his throat and smoothed his oily hair before he started speaking. âIf you can promise not to interfere in the affairs of this pack and report nothing out of the ordinary when you get back, I can promise you that everyone you brought here will make it out of this ordeal aliveâincluding Miss Todd.â
âThatâs it?â I surveyed him calmly.
âYes. Thatâs it.â Geoffrey smiled again. âIâve heard a thing or two about what happened in the imperial city. Prince Richard is out of the picture. If everything goes well, youâll be the next lycan king, Prince Rufus. Iâd never be so stupid as to go against the future king, right? So thatâs it. I really wouldnât do anything to hurt Miss Todd. On the contrary, I vow I will treat her well.â
I chuckled. âDo you expect me to grateful?â
âWell, it would be great if you are.â
It seemed that Geoffrey was not only ambitious, but shameless, too. Being Alpha wasnât enough for him. He also wanted manipulate my power to his benefit.
âIâll think about it only after I am sure Sylvia is safe and sound.â Even if he wanted to negotiate with me, he needed to prove he had a bargaining chip.
Geoffrey chuckled and didnât answer me right away. Instead, he walked to the boy and fished out a candy from his pocket. âHere you go.â
The boy hesitated and took the candy carefully.
It was just an ordinary piece of candy, but the boy seemed to cherish it very much and didnât eat it right away.
Geoffrey patted the boyâs head. He continued, âIn my years as Alpha, my political performance never declined. The border has always been safe, and our pack has paid the most in taxes every year. I believe that in the future, I will definitely be an asset to you. Now, you do realize that only a small portion of our packâs werewolves are sacrificed in exchange for the peace and development of the entire race. Whatâs the harm in that? Those who achieve greatness should not care about details.â
Even Warren couldnât stand Geoffreyâs bullshit any longer. âPeace between werewolves and vampires doesnât depend solely on you. Donât use your ambition as an excuse.â
Even Warren couldnât stand Geoffreyâs bullshit any longer. âPeace between werewolves and vampires doesnât depend solely on you. Donât use your ambition as an excuse.â
âYouâre a monster.â Flora was also disgusted. She spat on the ground and then continued, âThose who were sacrificed by you were also werewolves. Theyâre citizens of our empire, not your personal property. You canât just do whatever you want to them!â
Geoffrey sneered and pointed at the boy with disdain. âCanât you see? Theyâre all just garbage! Only useless nobodies live outside the wall. Sacrificing themselves is the greatest contribution they could make to the werewolf race. They should be proud of it! Itâs better to add some heroic color to their own lives than to simply die of starvation or disease, isnât it?â