The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Cherry's POV:

The night sky was dark because the moon didn't come out tonight. Only the wind blew, making the trees sway.

I was only wearing a camisole and miniskirt, huddling in the grass in the back garden of the royal palace with my arms crossed. It was so fucking cold. But I didn't mind as long as I could meet Prince Richard. At this moment, I heard voices from a distance, gradually approaching my spot. I shrank back to avoid being discovered. It took me a lot of effort to get a pass to the royal palace, so I should keep a low profile. I hid in the dark and watched a group of beautiful ladies dressed in fancy clothes pass by. They were laughing, and their laughter was so pleasing to the ear. They were talking about the royal ball that Queen Laura would hold for Prince Rufus.

I couldn't help but envy them for being able to walk around the palace freely.

In the past few days, there had been a lot of luxury cars at the gate of the palace. All the dignified members of the noble families had come to attend the ball. Even those who were not from the capital had come all the way here. Presumably, this group of noble ladies was among them.

the ladies were gone, the garden fell

so I had no choice but to come out and shake the grass off my body. It seemed that I still gained nothing tonight. I really wondered how Lucy could

had thrown aside and looked around the garden full of flowers. But Prince Richard's handsome figure

no matter how hard I tried these days. My father was only a Gamma of a small pack, and being looked down upon, so I had no power

it was being bullied and ridiculed by other packs. Shawn, the newly appointed Alpha was nothing but trash. All he did was indulge himself in

my father had forced me to enter the Royal Military School because the werewolves here were better than

every opportunity to seduce a powerful werewolf such as Prince Richard. And

wondering how to get an invitation when I suddenly received a message from a blocked number, asking me to steal something from Sylvia. How ridiculous! How could I steal something from Sylvia

like stealing? Moreover, the message sender was so mysterious. I didn't even know his or her identity. Even a fool knew that there must be something

same person. I opened it impatiently. It was a picture of a white gift box. The message also said that there were a dress and matching jewelry in the