Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 674
Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince
Alinaâs POV:
When Sylvia turned around, the voice that called her came from the crystal ball. Soon, the personâs features eventually appeared. It was my father, Leonard.
I was disoriented, and it was obvious by how blankly I was peering in at the crystal ball on the ground. I never pictured that my father could be so gentle and kind. It was as if the person I was looking at was another entity. Was he indeed my father?
What flashed in the crystal ball was the scene when my father was giving Sylvia a special training in the capital city. The more I stared at the scene, the more I couldnât help but notice something different.
Oh, I got it now. My father had never trained me with so much patience, let alone got along with me like a friend. What I didnât experience when I was with him was what I was seeing he was letting Sylvia encounter.
I couldnât really peg the two of us as father and daughterâwe were more like superior and subordinate. We seldom interacted with each other, but when we did, we would usually get straight to the point. Small talks were out of the question. He had always drawn a line between us; if there was nothing necessary to talk about, he wouldnât even bother speaking to me.
I had a hard time understanding our setup before. I eventually decided to shrug it off thinking it was just the way my father was. He was only keeping a stiff edge around me for my own good. But never had it crossed my mind that he could be a kind and gentle father. Was it because I was conditioned to think that way?
The crystal ball was now giving me the answers to my questions: he poured all his love to another girl, sparing none to his own daughter.
My eyes stung, and the next moment, tears streamed down my face as I felt my heart being wrung.
The scene switched to the wilderness. A majestic white wolf was galloping in the forest. Without a doubt, I knew it was my fatherâs wolf. Sprinting behind him was a she -wolf of the same color. It was Sylviaâs wolf.
I had seen her wolf in the school exam before. I didnât think too much at that time, but after witnessing how close Sylvia and my father were, everything became clear to me. Once again, I felt my heart being wrenched. One glance could fool anyone into thinking they had the same hair. Another glimpse would make one notice that a few wisps of their red hair matched each other.
The giant wolf wandered through the dense forest with the smaller wolfâs neck in its mouth. Anyone could make a rough guess what their relationship was, seeing how the two wolves were having the time of their lives in the forest.
âYour father has never treated you like this.â The woman in black sneered, rubbing salt in my wounds.
I looked at the crystal ball on the ground with glaring eyes, and resentment rushed through my veins like lava. âWhat else do you know?â
The woman in black snickered. âThe reason why your father is in a hurry to wed you to an ordinary man from another pack is because he wants to take Sylvia back and let her take over this pack. You know that your father has always been in poor health, so he is eager to find a successor.â
âThatâs impossible!â I stepped on the crystal ball and cried hysterically. âYouâre lying to me! Thatâs not true!â
How could my own father abandon me? I was his biological daughter. We had been a family for so many years. Did he seriously abandon me because of that b*tch? Did he choose someone else over his own flesh and b***d? But father must have had his reasons. That b*tch must have used underhanded tricks. She took away Rufus once, and now she wanted to take my father away! I hated her so much that I wanted to s*ck her b***d, skin her alive and eat her flesh as she screamed for mercy. What more did I have that she wanted all to herself?
âSylvia is also his biological daughter.â The woman in black seemed to have read the thoughts rolling in my wits and mercilessly broke to me the notion that I was trying hard to bury at the back of my mind.
âNonsense! That b*tch doesnât deserve to compete with me.â I was more than infuriated that my brain was buzzing and unable to think straight.
âDonât be so arrogant, Alina. It doesnât magically fix the fact that youâre still a loser. No matter how excellent you think you are, you will never be able to compete with Sylvia. You mustâve forgotten that Rufus didnât like you. Now in your fatherâs heart, I wonât be surprised to know that even Sylviaâs hair is more important than you.â
The womanâs words were like a knife stabbing into my chest senselessly. Just how much more did I need to endure?
The combination of powerlessness and anger tore me apart. I didnât want to believe anything she was spouting, and I didnât dare to look at the crystal ball again. She was just playing tricks with my mind to intentionally hurt me.
I picked up the crystal ball on the ground and smashed it against the wall. With a bang, the crystal ball exploded, and the shards flew everywhere, shimmering in the light.
The woman didnât expect me to do something like that, and my little stunt stunned her. Before she could react, I grabbed her hood and pulled it off. Just who did she think she was, spewing nonsense with that running mouth of hers?
But as I got a closer look of her face, it was my turn to be dumbfounded. âDamn it! How could it be you?â