Sylvia's POV:

The tension in the room was so thick, one could've cut through it with a knife.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on me.

Flora even stopped scarfing down food. She looked at me nervously and whispered, "Don't listen to his nonsense. Prince Rufus isn't that kind of man."

Geoffrey shook his head with distress. "Men just can't control their nature."

"Why don't you just shut up?" Flora flew into a rage. "Did you do this on purpose?"

"Flora, enough." Warren pulled Flora back to her seat and tried to comfort her in a soft voice.

I bit my lower lip, not wanting to admit that my mind was in a complete mess.

about what Flora said. His smile remained plastered on his face, but his words carried weight. "Don't get me wrong. I also believe that Prince

he really meant was

roll my eyes and gripped my cup of coffee

beautiful. Besides, she's good in bed, too. Countless werewolves have fallen for her," a short and fat attendant added

occasional affair. Besides, Prince Rufus is a powerful man. I'm sure he

was so angry that blue veins stood out on my temples. I suddenly

harshly. Fortunately, she stopped me in time. "Don't

their bullshit. Prince Rufus is not that kind of person. They're just trying to provoke you," Harry added, shooting that

me. He simply asked me in a low voice, "Who do you want

Warren away. "What the hell! ? You're going to get us

put on a smile

and murmured,

that Prince Rufus' mate used to be a slave, too.

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