The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Rufus' POV:

The queen's hall was brightly lit. The servants were on their knees, fearing that they would be implicated.

I casually walked in.

Just then, a teacup shattered at my feet.

"What's making you angry, mother?" I smiled at her.

"How dare you question me?" My mother dramatically slumped on the sofa with a grumpy look on her face.

I walked over and sat beside her, ignoring her tone.

Like my father, my mother, too, liked smashing things when she got angry.

leave now." I waved my hand, gesturing for the

mother glanced at me and waved the fan in her

back and cracked my knuckles

snorted and threw her fan aside. "You are a prince of the royal family. Protecting a lowly she-wolf like this will only ruin the

I've accepted her,"

mother's face darkened

examined her face. She was seething with rage. I poured her a cup of warm tea and slid it toward

feet and scowled at me. The corner of her mouth sank, revealing the wrinkles. "I will never

her. I had never expected my parents to accept Sylvia like I do. After all, bloodline and status were more important to them than anything else. But it didn't matter because I didn't need

will laugh at you!" My mother's chest was heaving with rage. She took deep breaths and turned to look at me. "Richard has become more arrogant and aggressive off late. He has even

that my father had decided to give up on me and let Richard inherit the throne. But I didn't intend to explain anything to my mother because it would only

lycan bloodline as well. Only such a she-wolf deserves you," my mother tried persuading me to marry Alina yet again. "Mother, stop it! Don't try persuading me. I only want Sylvia in my life," I said, staring into my mother's eyes. When I said that, my thoughts instantly wandered to

bond public until

trembled. I