The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Alina's POV:

The queen's hall dazzled with lights. I took the tea from the maid and brought it to Laura.

"Your Majesty, please taste this. I made it with dew," I said softly.

Laura nodded and took a sip. Then, she raised her head and smiled at me. "You're so considerate. Only you care about me."

"Your Majesty, you are kidding, right? Prince Rufus also cares about you." I pursed my lips and smiled, faking obedience in an effort to impress her.

"Rufus?" Laura snorted and knocked the teacup on the table. "I can't remember a day that he doesn't piss me off. Richard also makes me worried. He has been lawless and doesn't give a damn about me because the king has been paying more attention to him."

"Please don't be angry." I slyly winked at the servants, gesturing for them to leave. Then, I turned to Laura and said, "Richard is not a legitimate prince after all. He will never be as good as Prince Rufus." Laura's face visibly relaxed. "I know that. But Richard's existence is like a thorn in my heart. I can't stop worrying until I get rid of him."

Laura was a cruel and merciless she-wolf. Word said Laura had told the king she wouldn't accept Richard unless his mother died. I knew that Laura couldn't bear to see Rufus with Sylvia -- an ignoble slave. Therefore, I had to provoke Laura and make her hate Sylvia altogether.

think getting Rufus married would solve all the problems," I suggested in a low voice

an eyebrow and said,

my heart. I pinched the inside of my thigh, and tears instantly welled up in my eyes. "But... Sylvia... Well,

is just a slave, a bitch!

ferocity of her gaze startled me. Laura looked like a mean, old witch.

likes her. Maybe I should just let go..." Unfortunately, Laura didn't seem to like me pretending to be weak. She squinted at me and said, "That seductress has cast a spell on Rufus. You should try your best to win

sink.

been working hard." I sounded powerless. After all, there was no point in working

you're doing. You're the daughter of an Alpha. If you lose to a slave, you will end up being a laughing stock," Laura mocked me. The coldness in her eyes

Sylvia. Sooner or later, Rufus will come back to me."

up a gilded invitation card by the side and said, "This Friday is Rufus' birthday. I have planned a masquerade party for

the invitation.

this time. If Sylvia dared to stand in my

didn't hear from him. Eventually, I lost my patience and sent my subordinates to find