The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Alina's POV:

A while later, Coco rushed in. "Miss Quinn! I found it out."

Perhaps she was afraid of me that she paused for a moment and looked at me before continuing. "The dress wasn't lent out; it was sold to someone. The buyer had once saved Naphtali Bancroft's life, so the designer sold it to them. But they refused to tell me who the buyer was."

The one who had bought the dress was undoubtedly an influential person. I remembered the comments on the necklace, so I asked Coco to check who had bought the necklace from CHRISTIE'S auction house.

I had an answer in mind and was almost sure of it. However, I wanted to confirm everything before jumping to conclusions.

As expected, it was Rufus.

The answer drove me insane. I leaned against the sofa as I felt the anger bubbling inside me. I couldn't figure out why Rufus had done that. He never replied to any of my messages or even bothered to look at

me.

empire. Countless men were attracted to me, but Rufus

powerless and

eventually be an abandoned pawn of my father's game of power. I fisted my hair and gritted my teeth to control my anger. I didn't know how to make Rufus fall for me. A wave of humiliation consumed me. I cried out to vent my emotions.

down. When I looked up, I caught a glimpse

photo looked quite familiar. I quickly took my phone to see the post. However, to my utter disappointment, the post was already deleted. I immediately asked Coco to check the IP address of the blogger. Although we couldn't find the specific information, the result revealed someone in the military school had posted the picture, which seemed to intensify my doubts. I knew the bitch

injured as I

a few more messages, asking him if he had dealt with Sylvia or

to my texts or calls since yesterday. I only asked him to break Sylvia's leg but couldn't understand why it was taking him so long to do such a trivial task. Warren's hesitation infuriated me. 'Is he also planning on

Warren's POV:

I didn't bother checking it. I took a gulp of beer

yesterday, asking me if I had dealt with Sylvia. But I didn't reply because I didn't

laugh at myself because there had been a time when I was desperate to receive messages from Alina.

why Alina had become aggressive. She didn't seem like the considerate, sweet girl I knew before. I sighed helplessly

Alina was as firm