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.

beautiful she-wolf in the empire. Countless men were attracted to me, but Rufus hadn't bothered even to glance at me. His

felt powerless and

Rufus' heart, I would 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. I

caught a glimpse of the trembling Coco. The timid, innocent look on her face reminded me of

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 in

almost Friday. Her leg wasn't injured as I had planned; she

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

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

Warren's POV:

didn't bother checking it. I took

phone, I knew the texts were from Alina. She had been texting me since yesterday, asking me if I had dealt with Sylvia. But I didn't reply because I didn't dare

help but laugh at myself because there had been a time when I was desperate to receive messages from Alina. But now, the same thing had become a nuisance. I didn't want any

know why Alina had become aggressive. She didn't seem like the considerate, sweet girl I

I had thought my love for Alina was as firm as a rock, but the mere thought of her