The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Alina's POV:

"Alina, what's wrong with you? I notice that you seem to be so distracted today," Laura, who sat at the head of the dining table, said.

When I came back to my senses, I saw the unhappy expression on her face.

I put down the knife and fork, pretended to pinch between my eyes, and said in an innocent and pitiful tone, "I'm sorry, Your Majesty. I caught a cold last night, and my head hurts a bit today."

Laura frowned, and her eyes became sharper when she looked at me. "The ball is coming. Nothing wrong can happen to you. I'll let the doctor check on you later."

"I understand," I replied in a low voice. Deep inside me, I suddenly felt tired. Laura was very observant, so every time I was with her, I had to be on tenterhooks all the time.

dismissed

back to my bedroom with a long face. My heart

my heart. I had sent him so many messages, but I still didn't get any reply. I felt so upset. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have made so many mistakes

the guards passing by, all busily preparing for the ball. Time was running

the table buzzed. I walked over and checked. It was a message

done. She won't go to

message only implied that he had successfully broken Sylvia's leg. Joy filled my heart. I looked at the message again and even checked it twice to make sure that I read it correctly. Now that the biggest obstacle had been removed, I became more determined to get Rufus. But along with my joy, I also felt the coldness in Warren's message. This had never happened before. In the past, once I sent him a message, he would reply with ten messages. It seemed that I had pushed him too hard this time. He was a righteous man and always abided by the rules. It must be very hard for him to do such a thing for me. But it didn't matter anymore. After all, I would do anything just

thank you message, but he didn't

looked at the dialog box and couldn't help but sneer. I knew he was unhappy

unacceptable to me, I sent him another message. "Warren, I know I made things difficult for you this time. I'm really sorry, and I hope you don't blame me. How about having dinner

I could easily manipulate him as long as I showed him my