Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 515
Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince
Floraâs POV:
A whole day had passed but we still hadnât made any progress collecting public opinions.
Warren and I regrouped and adjusted the plan. With the help of Rufusâ private guards, we left the city center and headed to the school to try our luck there.
If we could win the support of the students, it might turn the tide in our favor.
But we couldnât even enter the school. The security guards just drove us away.
We kept trying, but all our efforts were in vain.
The werewolves within the wall were already wary of us.
No matter what we said, they all thought that we were out to destroy their peaceful life.
In the end, I had no choice but to return to my accommodation dejectedly. Sinking onto the sofa, I stared at the petition on the computer screen, at a loss.
Warren also came back with a long face. He had just tried to call Rufus, and judging from his expression, I could tell that there was no good news.
âUnfortunately, I couldnât get in touch with Prince Rufus. I was planning to report the state of our operation to him.â
Suddenly, a thought occurred to me. I checked my phoneâs calendar and murmured, âTodayâs a full moon night, right?â
âYes. Why? Whatâs the matter?â Warren came over and looked at me weirdly.
I put my phone aside and tried to rack my brain. If my memory served me right, Sylvia used to accompany Rufus at this time every month, no matter how busy she was.
I vaguely drew my own conclusions, but I didnât dare share them with Warren for fear that it might cause trouble to Sylvia and Rufus.
âNothing. I just⦠thought that the moon looked especially big and bright tonight.â I forced a laugh.
Warren squinted at me, evidently at a loss whether to cry or laugh. âOh. I thought you had figured something out.â
I sighed and shook my head, sinking deeper into the sofa. âAnyway, I guess we shouldnât disturb Prince Rufus now. Heâs probably really busy.â
âHmm.â Warren sat down next to me. With a serious look on his face, he asked, âSo what should we do next? I doubt weâll be able to convince the werewolves in here to demolish the wall.â
I sighed again and spread out my hands helplessly. âNo wonder Geoffrey seemed so confident! He mustâve known that the werewolves inside the wall would never want to tear it down. It was a trap since the beginning!â
Warren lapsed into silence. After a long time, his eyes lit up. âWhat if we tried outside the wall? The werewolves there are also members of this pack. Maybe we could start with them. Although there arenât as many werewolves there than in here, it might be a breakthrough.â
âOh, my God! Thatâs a great idea! Why didnât I think of it? Geoffrey never said that we were limited to the werewolves within the wall!â I clapped my hands excitedly and leaped to my feet. With bright eyes, I praised Warren sincerely. âYou are so smart.â
Warren coughed and scratched the back of his head awkwardly. âBut still, I canât guarantee theyâll be on our side.â
âDonât be so pessimistic. We should at least try.â Then I hastily put my shoes back on and barked at Warren, who was still sitting on the sofa listlessly, âWhatâre you waiting for? Letâs go! We can go to the hole in the wall and sneak out like before.â
âOh, okay.â Warren nodded obediently and hurried to put his shoes on as well.
However, when we arrived at the spot where the hole in the wall shouldâve been, we found that it had been sealed shut.
âOh, no! I totally forgot that Geoffrey had already found out about this place.â I kicked the bricks and squatted in frustration as despair began to creep on my heart. Now there was really no hope at all. It seemed that Geoffreyâs trick was destined to work.
âThereâs still a way. Donât give up that easily.â Warren helped me to my feet and comforted me.
âWhat? Whatâre you talking about?â I stuck my lower l*p out dejectedly.
âWe can always break the door down ourselves.â With a smile, Warren winked at me mischievously.