Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 706
Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince
Alinaâs POV:
Noreenâs devilish voice echoed in my ears. Every word that came out of her mouth made me feel guiltier.
I trembled and didnât dare to look into my fatherâs eyes. He mustâve been terribly disappointed. Perhaps he even regretted having a daughter like me.
âAlina! Is she telling the truth? Look at me!â Dad roared in disbelief.
I didnât dare to answer. I clenched my fists so hard that my nails dug into my palms.
âAlina! Say something, God damn it! Did you do it?! Just admit it if you did it!â He was in so much pain that he coughed violently before he could finish his words. It was by sheer willpower that he was still able to talk.
I couldnât bear to look at him. Complicated feelings surged in my chest and I felt suffocated. I was afraid that heâd die, but also afraid that heâd live.
But it was too late for me to regret what I had done.
Dad refused to let it go, so I finally lost my composure and answered him.
âShut up! Yes, I did it. So what?â I pressed my palms against my ears and screamed at the top of my lungs. In the end, the urge to destroy everything gradually gained the upper hand.
There was no going back now.
Tears rolled down my cheeks uncontrollably, though I didnât know why. Wasnât I supposed to be a cruel person? A cruel person wouldnât cry like this.
I grabbed Noreenâs arm tightly and asked agitatedly, âDidnât you say that as long as he takes the medicine three days in a row, heâd die in his sleep and no one would find out the truth? Itâs the fourth day! Why the hell is he still awake?!â
Noreen swatted my hand away carelessly and said in an indifferent tone, âActually, Iâm also curious. Maybe itâs because Leonardâs so strong that the dosage wasnât enough to kill him.â
My lips started to tremble and my mind was in a mess. I knew Noreen had fooled me, but I couldnât argue with her.
I couldnât argue with her because this was what I asked for.
My father was still in disbelief and continued to question me. However, he looked exhausted, and his voice grew low and hoarse.
I was at a loss. Even though she had cheated me, I grabbed Noreen as though she was the only thing that could save me.
âTell me what to do. My father wonât forgive me for what Iâve done if he survives this!â
Noreen pushed my hand away again and looked at me in disgust. âWhy should I care? You are an adult, Alina. You should take responsibility for your actions.â
âAlina!â my father cried again in a raspy voice. âDonât listen to her! Sheâll kill youâ Ahemâ¦â
His angry voice frightened me. I took a few steps back and couldnât help but glance at my father, who was sprawled on the ground.
The sweat plastered his hair to his forehead and his lips were as pale as death.
It was the first time Iâd seen him so frail. He had always been a gentleman and never showed his weak side in front of the younger generation.
I knew that this weakness was only temporary. If the drugs wore off, heâd become the fierce warrior he always was.
As great a warrior as he was, he was a terrible father. He even married me to a stranger without consulting me.
Thinking about this, I grew desperate. I felt like a complete loser.
âYou can end this, but youâll have to do it yourself,â Noreen suddenly said in a low voice.
I looked at her expectantly. âWhat? What do I have to do?â
Noreen laughed and then pressed a knife into my palm. âAlina, a dead man can never hurt you.â