The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Rufus' POV:

"You may go." My father seemed a little tired already. He waved his hand and dismissed me.

I nodded expressionlessly and left.

Although I got Ethan to agree to keep Sylvia, it didn't mean I could delay the investigation on Sylvia's mother any longer. Otherwise, we could get into more trouble later on. If that were to happen, the problem would not just be as simple to solve as gossip.

"Anything about the investigation I assigned to you?" I asked my attendant in a low voice.

"The file indicates that Miss Todd's mother was indeed a Beta. She rebelled later on and was said to have killed the former Alpha. Because of this, she was executed by her own pack members," the attendant reported back.

"Mm. Anything else?"

"Yes, well. It seemed all this information came from one source-- the Gamma of Miss Todd's pack."

So, it turned out to be Mateo after all. I honestly thought it was going to be that bumbling idiot Shawn. I did not expect that a Gamma could make so much trouble. Immediately, I was put in a bad mood, but I did not let it show on my face. "However, there does seem to be some loopholes in this case. The witness of the trial instantly disappeared after the execution of Miss Todd's mother. Along with this, all physical evidences also seem to have been since destroyed."

one day. The more seemingly flawless the case appeared to

investigating. Start with the missing

giving out the order, my mind immediately went to Sylvia, who was probably waiting for me in my

saw Sylvia sitting obediently on a chair. She wore a white dress and had simple make up done on her

eyes off of her. Until I felt that there was something wrong. I could tell she wasn't really

I asked, slowly walking up to

her head and smiled even wider.

into her eyes, trying to find the truth. She lowered her head and

her eyes, I looked down and saw some hair scattered all over

please forgive me. I was combing Miss Todd's hair very carefully. But because her hair was a little

had spoken

in. This was already the second time today she had cut into our conversation. But with Sylvia

I turned to Sylvia, hoping to

up, shrugging. "It's no

in anger, finally piecing together what really happened. Why didn't Sylvia tell me immediately that she was