Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 504
Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince
Floraâs POV:
One day passed, and my confidence was completely destroyed. I was drained and exhausted. Few werewolves agreed to participate in the online public opinion survey. However, for those who did participate, their opinions were all the same: they were all against our proposal.
Warren and I sat by the side of the street, lost in thought.
âItâs nothing like I imagined.â I was a little depressed. The data on my laptop broke my heart. âIt would have felt better if the votes were an even split at least.â
Warren also looked at the screen, his brows furrowed in concentration. âWe underestimated the whole thing. Iâm afraid this issue is more complicated than we had imagined.â
âDamn it!â I angrily shut the laptop and stood up. âWe canât give up. Letâs go from door to door.â
âOkay.â
I grabbed Warrenâs arm and took him to the werewolves. We went door to door and tried convincing them.
However, the outcome only seemed to get worse.
The werewolves were enraged when I told them we were going to push over the wall. They all unanimously refused.
Everyone cursed us, and a middle-aged she-wolf even picked up the broom to beat us.
Warren and I ran away. However, before we could escape, a group of werewolves had surrounded us.
âItâs them! How dare they ask us to side with them about pushing over the wall? I heard they are from the imperial capital. These people think they are superior to us. They waltz their way here and command us without knowing the situation,â
a man shouted that seemed to add fuel to the fire.
The she-wolf with the broom glared at us. âIf it werenât for our Alphaâs wise leadership, the vampires would have invaded a long time ago. Now, you want to overturn our Alphaâs policy? Not even in your dreams!â
âListen to me. Pushing over the wall is good for everyone,â I tried explaining, but these werewolves werenât willing to listen to me.
My words only seemed to agitate them.
âWhatâs so good about that? You better kill us right now instead of making us live with the bastards outside the wall!â
âExactly! If you are really that capable, go and kill all the vampires instead of meddling with our business.â
âThe wall remains where it is. We canât push it over. If you want to do it, then you will have to do it over our dead bodies.â
These seemingly enthusiastic, kind-hearted people now all became cruel and heartless. Their undisguised hatred and bitterness for the werewolves outside the wall infuriated me.
âBut the werewolves outside the wall are from the same pack as you. You shouldnât abandon them,â I shouted. But my words dissolved in their screams of protests.
âWhat do you outsiders know?â
They all grew agitated and began fighting with us.
Warren held me in his arms to protect me from their vicious attacks.
I bit my l*p and grasped his clothes tightly. My heart grew heavy.
Just then, one of them threw an egg on Warrenâs forehead. I completely lost my cool; my b***d began to boil in my veins.
âIâm fine.â Warren calmly wiped his forehead and grabbed my hand to stop me from attacking the werewolves. But I couldnât take it anymore.
âYou ungrateful bastards! If it werenât for the werewolves outside the wall, do you think youâd have been able to live a peaceful life? Look at you all! Youâre all rotten and selfish.â My body began trembling with rage. The egg on Warrenâs forehead spiked up the anger simmering in my heart. Since they were unwilling to push over the wall, I didnât bother being polite.
I rolled up my sleeves to fight these werewolves. I would never let them bully me.
But fortunately, Warren stopped me. Otherwise, the problem would have become more complicated.
In the end, we retreated as Rufusâ private guards shielded us from the angry werewolves.
At first, I thought we wouldnât need so many soldiers. But now, I understood Rufus had already anticipated the situation. That was perhaps why he had left an army of soldiers to protect us.