The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Alina's POV:

Everyone was shocked by Sylvia's yelp. Rufus approached me with a frosty expression and grasped my wrist tightly. "What's in your hand? Show me!"

Pain lanced through my hand. I swallowed the fear that threatened to overwhelm me and curled my fingers more firmly around the object I was holding. If Rufus saw it, he would kill me.

That was the general course of action in the imperial palace. If anyone hurt Sylvia, that person would meet a miserable end.

I wasn't afraid before, but now even my father was on Sylvia's side, and no one would speak in my defense.

Rufus was so enraged that he tightened his grip. Finally, I felt my fingers go numb and the razor blade I'd hidden between them clattered to the ground.

Upon hearing the sound of the blade hitting the ground, everyone turned in my direction.

My father was furious. "Alina! What are you doing?"

My body involuntarily began shaking. Ever since I was a child, I would get frightened when my father became stern with me. Now, it was a well-established habit that I couldn't break.

up the blade from the ground, his body vibrating with anger.

didn't answer him. I believed his question was ridiculous. If I truly wanted to kill Sylvia, why would I wait till now? My father was so agitated that he wasn't thinking straight.

was just a

hand away. Then he walked to Sylvia and gently examined her

with jealousy when I saw

our lives, perhaps I would

glared fiercely at the she-wolf beside

she hid herself behind him and didn't

What a coward.

had stepped foot into the banquet hall, he had been constantly attending to this

thousand bugs were gnawing at it simultaneously. Even the people who always stood by my side had left me. What was left for me to be nostalgic about in this world? I

want to see these people anymore. I stepped back alone, putting distance between us. Everyone was gathered around Sylvia

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stained with Sylvia's blood, into my pocket and clasped the gemstone. Then, I repeatedly rubbed the

the gemstone out to check it after the blood on my hand had dried. Surely,