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 servants to

mother glanced at me and waved the fan in her hand to get some air. "Get rid of that

has a name. It's Sylvia." I stretched back and cracked my knuckles

slave, after all." My mother snorted and threw her fan aside. "You are a prince of the royal family. Protecting a

my mate. I've accepted her," I

mother's face

with rage. I poured her a cup of warm tea and slid it toward her. "Mother, I

me. The corner of her mouth sank, revealing the wrinkles. "I will never allow a she-wolf

all, bloodline and status were more important to them

werewolves with you in the future? Everyone 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 begun to interfere in political affairs. If you don't marry a mate from

sank at her words. I felt sorry for my mother because she didn't know the truth. She didn't know that I was cursed, nor did she know that my

father is an Alpha and belongs to the 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

bond public until we prove that Sylvia's mother

Her face turned livid, and her lips trembled. I could tell that she was trying her best to control her