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.

words carried weight. "Don't get me wrong. I also believe that Prince Rufus

it! What he really meant was

my eyes and gripped

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

men to have the occasional affair. Besides, Prince Rufus is a

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

if you want to live!" Flora interrupted the attendant harshly. Fortunately, she stopped me in

Don't listen to their bullshit. Prince Rufus is not that kind of person. They're just

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

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

put on

retreated a couple of steps and murmured, "Sylvia, that's one

Prince Rufus' mate used to

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