The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

I bit my lower lip and looked at the steak. I had no clue what to do. It once again made me feel that I didn't belong with them.

I stole a glance at Rufus, who was sitting beside me. He was cutting the steak and didn't seem to notice my embarrassment.

The royal family followed stringent table etiquettes. I had learned a bit about it before. But I was too young back then. I don't remember any of it now. I had become a slave after my mother died. Therefore, I never got to attend such occasions.

I would have been a happy and elegant lady if my mother was still alive. I would give anything and everything just in exchange of my mother being with me.

Thinking about my mother seemed to depress me even more.

However, now wasn't the time to get immersed in sadness. I tried to ward off the negative emotions and carefully sliced the steak.

exerted more strength than necessary while cutting, the metal knife scraped against the plate, making a harsh

and I

voice was

was staring at me, I

at me. "You better call a maid over. Lowly slaves

she muttered the last sentence, it

the embarrassment and picked up the knife and

the plate in front of me was suddenly taken away. I looked up, my eyes widening in surprise. Rufus placed his plate of steak he had cut in front of me and

lowly she-wolf?" Laura was seething with rage. She threw the knife and fork on the table and sprang to her feet. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the

calm down." Alina walked up to her and persuaded in a soft

of red wine and looked at

one couldn't miss the warning in