The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Alina's POV:

After I sent the maid away, I was all alone in the room. Several guards had been posted outside to prevent me from escaping.

I sat in front of the dressing table and studied myself in the mirror. There was no color in my cheeks and my eyes shone with unconcealed anxiety.

I was such a loser.

My relationship had failed, and now my father had locked me in this room so he could marry me off for his own benefit.

The people I'd thought would always be by my side had all let me down in the end.

I was alright with Rufus abandoning me, but how could Warren also leave me behind? He had betrayed me a long time ago, but still pretended to be heartbroken, making me believe that he had lived a life of agony without me.

But he was, in fact, very happy.

I used to enjoy fairy tales; princess and her knight in shining armor. Now I finally realized fairy tales were only for kids; they would never bring solace to adults struggling in real life!

through these hypocritical

all treated me like a hindrance and wanted to

to succeed, but there was

father had confined me to this room and I couldn't go

turned out like this. Everything was

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hoarse female voice behind me, talking as if she was

want Sylvia to die. Not just her, but that bitch Flora should

spun around.

was no one behind me, but the voice was still speaking. I could hear the woman smile with a hint of bewitchment in her voice. "Do you want to destroy them all, Alina? I can fulfill your wish." "Who the hell are you? How dare you scare me like this?" I felt goosebumps erupt all

believed in ghosts before, but I was terrified

direction of the door, wanting to call for help. But when I turned around, I bumped into a woman dressed in a black cloak. The black cloak was very long and covered her whole body,

fear flowing through my veins

was so horrifying. How had this woman

I won't hurt you." The woman in the black cloak slowly approached me. It wasn't just her voice that was cold. Her temperament was also