The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Rufus' POV:

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"Can you just drop the act? It's pissing me off!" Flora cut Geoffrey off. She was just as anxious as me. "Cut the crap and tell us what this is all about!"

I somehow managed to restrain the bloodthirsty killing intent in my heart and stared at Geoffrey coldly. "I'm giving you two minutes to explain yourself. If you don't tell us what you want by then, I'll kill you myself."

Geoffrey nodded slowly. "Okay, Prince Rufus."

pursed my lips impatiently and

cleared his throat and smoothed his oily hair before he started speaking. "If you can promise not to interfere in the affairs of this pack and report nothing out of the ordinary

I surveyed

city. Prince Richard is out of the picture. If everything goes well, you'll be the next lycan king, Prince Rufus. I'd never be so stupid as to

chuckled. "Do you expect me

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and sound." Even if he wanted to negotiate with me, he needed

the boy seemed to cherish it very much and didn't eat it right

"In my years as Alpha, my political performance never declined. The border has always been safe, and our pack has paid the most in taxes every year. I believe that in the future, I will definitely be an asset to you. Now, you do realize that only a small portion of our pack's werewolves are sacrificed in exchange for the