The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Flora's POV:

"No. They just misunderstand him. Prince Rufus is actually a very gentle lycan. He is not cruel or cold-blooded. On the contrary, he is very considerate," Sylvia explained. Her voice was soft, and her eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, deep and quiet.

I nodded to show that I believed her. But I felt more intrigued. Obviously, she was deeply in love with Prince Rufus, but she just refused to admit it.

"He just doesn't like to talk, so others think he's cold," Sylvia added. Every word she said was praising Prince Rufus.

My long-lost passion was ignited. I felt that I had to try every means to bring her and Prince Rufus together. A handsome lycan and a beautiful she -wolf. Such a perfect match, wasn't it? But before that, I had to do something more important.

"Sylvia, come on, try this dress on." I shoved Sylvia towards the gift box. "If you keep praising him, it will be dawn when you finish talking."

"Flora!" Her face flushed.

She got angry and embarrassed at the same time. I pinched her smooth cheek, acting like a hooligan. "I can't wait any longer."

Sylvia rolled her eyes at me, at a loss for words. She then walked into the bathroom with the dress.

to seeing her come out with the

took me by surprise when she came out. Her fair and flawless skin was glowing like finest jade. And the beautiful dress made her originally delicate

perfect figure? I lowered my head and looked at my flat breasts. I thought I must force Sylvia to tell me some breast enhancement techniques. "Hurry, put

I immediately added, "Don't worry, I'll only take photos of

hair into a bun and nodded slightly. "Okay, I

help but be impressed by her beauty again and again. I began to imagine how she and Prince Rufus would look when they stood side by

face,

Alina's POV:

on the

this is Teresa's

it," Coco, my loyal servant, sincerely said as

smell of the perfume was a mix of citrus and peppermint oil, somewhat similar to the scent of that bitch Sylvia. "It... It's coming,"

threw the perfume bottle at her. "I don't like that. It smells like shit. Don't ever give me that kind of

Miss Quinn," Coco lowered her head

spent so much time, but they couldn't even get a good dress for me. I felt more furious, especially when I thought that