Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 896

Beryl’s POV:

I peeled my eyes open and pushed Arron next to me as soon as the door closed.

Arron didn’t move, as if he had really fallen asleep, but his frowned eyebrows sold him out.

“Come on. I know you are awake.” I reached out my hand and pinched his frowned eyebrows. I found it amusing how terrible he was at pretending to be asleep.

Arron kept his eyes closed and helplessly replied, “Listen to Mommy. Go to sleep.”

“But Mommy is going to leave without you.” I leaned close to his ear and blew on it haughtily.

Instantly, Aaron sat up and opened his eyes. With a scowl on his face, he looked at me and said, “That can’t be true. Mommy said she would take us with her wherever she went.”

I curled my lips and felt very unhappy, “That’s a lie older people say to kids like us, and you believe that.”

Arron didn’t give a response. He was fiddling with the quilt’s tassels, looking quite gloomy.

“Did you see when Mommy was talking about camping just now? Her eyes were fluttering and she nervously caressed the pulps of her fingers. She was obviously nervous. This is what she always did when she wanted to trick us. And she was way too happy when we agreed. Don’t tell me you didn’t notice.” I crossed my arms on my chest and looked at my stupid brother.

Arron pursed his lips and didn’t say anything. Obviously, he too noticed that something was off. But he was hesitating about being a good child or being a needy brat.

What a stupid brother.

I heaved a sigh, pointed at Arron, and added, cheekily, “I can tell you a little secret, but you have to help me finish the corn at breakfast tomorrow.”

I’d always hated corns and when I saw it written in the menu for tomorrow’s breakfast, I couldn’t help but grimace. To avoid making Mommy think I was a picky eater, I had to ask my brother for help.

Arron nodded, “Okay, deal.”

Ecstatic, I held his hands as I sat cross-legged and began to ramble, “Few days ago, I heard rumors that the pack’s Beta is organizing some sort of military parade. It would be a gift to that king in the imperial capital.”

“The lycan king?” Arron asked in confusion.

“Yes, that lycan king Grandma mentioned before. I had no idea he was the king of the imperial capital. He was simply referred to as “the king” by everyone.” I shook my head and tried to mimic how an adult spoke.

A hint of amusement was evident in Arron’s face as he asked, “But what does it have to do with Mommy leaving us behind?”

A hint of amusamant was avidant in Arron’s faca as ha askad, “But what doas it hava to do with Mommy laaving us bahind?”

“You fool! Mommy is an Alpha. She has to go to the imperial capital! Otherwise, the king will be angry.” I put my hands on my waist and gave Arron a sprightly grin.

“Why?”

“Other Alphas have been there, but Mommy hasn’t. How can the king not get angry? So Mommy has no choice but to go to the imperial capital this time.” I was very sure. My intuition told me this was it. Now we had to find a way to follow Mommy there.

“Do you want to go to the imperial capital?” I kept asking Arron.

He cocked his head and thought for a while before finally saying, “Yes, but we have to listen to Mommy.”

“In that case, you can say goodbye to seeing Mommy.” I snorted.

“But Mommy will be mad if we misbehave.” The frown on Arron’s face clearly showed that he was in a dilemma.

“If we don’t follow Mommy, it will be long before we see her again. You will be much sadder then.” I gave Arron a sideways glance, determined on brainwashing him.

As expected, he was staggered. After some thought, he finally inquired, “Then what should we do?”

Seeing the fruit of my efforts, I grinned and leaned closer to him to discuss our plan.