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.

forward to seeing her come out with the

fair and flawless skin was glowing like finest jade. And the beautiful dress made her originally delicate

only she had such a 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 on your mask now." I handed her the mask and took out

only take photos of your side face. And you'll

pulled up her hair into a bun and nodded slightly. "Okay, I also want some photos to someday remind me of

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 side. It must be a sight to behold. I became

face, I posted

Alina's POV:

the floor. I sat on the sofa in a silk slip dress and looked at the

Quinn, this is Teresa's

said as she handed over a blue

perfume was a mix

It smells like shit. Don't ever give me that kind

Miss Quinn," Coco lowered her head and

stood up. This group of losers had spent so much time, but they couldn't even get a good dress for me. I felt more furious, especially when I thought that Rufus