The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

Resentment accumulated in my heart. I couldn't control my emotions as I held the dagger tightly. I didn't want to jump into conclusions yet, but I couldn't shake off the possibility.

Rufus put his cold hand over mine and carefully chose his words. "We haven't seen his corpse yet. We still don't know anything for sure."

He then took the dagger from my hand and threw it on the tray.

"Leave it to me," Rufus whispered to clear away my fog of thoughts.

His voice unknotted my tense nerves. I looked up at him, and then slowly I nodded. "Okay." S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Rufus gave my little finger a light squeeze, as if comforting me in silence. That was a brief gesture, but it mattered a lot for me.

"That's enough. The truth is right before your eyes. What else do you want?" Alina cut in angrily.

Alina, his cold and indifferent look dominated his face once again. "We just saw the assailant and the weapon. We can't definitely assume that the same person killed Leonard. Leonard is an esteemed senior official of the empire, yet he's strangely claimed to have been killed, and without a solid motive at that. As the prince, I have the right to dig into this matter more and find out the truth." "There's no way that's going to happen." There was no trace of hesitation in Alina's tone as she refused, and then sneered. "I'm his biological daughter, so I'm the one who has the right to deal with his funeral. I've handed over the murderer to you. But if you don't believe me, then there's nothing I can do. Insisting on doing the autopsy will be an outright disrespect! My father has fought countless battles for the empire. Don't you want to give him the peaceful rest he rightfully

that Chet is the murderer just by your mere words? Alina, I'm guessing you're just feeling guilty." Upon hearing what I said, Alina's eyes were glaring at

in front of me

"

raise her voice in his presence anymore. She

this time, a voice laced with grief and indignation resonated from the door. We

going to

was Edwin. By the looks of it, it seemed that the soldiers

of people, including professional forensic experts and criminal detectives. They immediately surrounded Alina, just doing what they had

let out a heavy sigh. She had no choice but to concede. She unwillingly stood aside and let Rufus, Edwin and the others go up the stairs.

but Alina stopped me again and signaled her

She was utterly

and just settled on giving her a glare. "What's the

to go in? Princess Sylvia? Ha! You're funny. You're not a princess until you get married to Prince Rufus. From where I'm standing, you're

"You-"