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.

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

felt powerless and

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

I took a deep breath to calm down. When I looked up, I caught a glimpse of the trembling Coco. The timid, innocent look on her face reminded

moment, I realized the woman in the 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

injured as I had

asking him if he

he hadn't been responding 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

Warren's POV:

but I didn't bother checking it. I took a gulp of beer to ease off the

texts were from Alina. She had been texting me since yesterday, asking me if I had dealt

receive messages from Alina. But now, the same thing had become a nuisance. I didn't want any messages

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

my love for Alina was as firm as a rock, but the mere