Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight Chapter 950

Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight

Chapter 950 Warren Had Changed

Crystal’s POV:

I was so pissed off. Obviously, Rufus was deliberately picking on me. He wanted to embarr@ssme in front of everyone, and there was nothing I could do about it. After all, he was the supreme lycan king!

Many Alphas were staring at me, hoping to glean my deepest, darkest secrets. I suddenly regretted paying the extra tax—I should’ve just paid the bare minimum! I thought I could share some of the financial burden with Rufus, but my thoughtfulness turned out to be my downfall.

I quickly calmed down, organized my thoughts, and spoke about my experience as Alpha confidently.

“Truth be told, there is really no secret to being a good Alpha. I just managed the pack by maximizing its geographical features. Once people learn how to utilize theirresources, the economy willnaturally be stimulated.” After saying that, I glanced at the man beside me. He raised his eyebrows, urging me to continue.

I snorted inwardly and continued to talk about my life at the border pack.

After concluding my impromptu speech, the crowd gave me a big round of applause. Perhaps because today was a happy day, or perhaps it was because Rufus was here, no one dared to disagree with me.

Before leaving the stage, I shook hands with Rufus and pecked him on the cheek as a sign of respect. Fortunately, I was wearing a mask. Otherwise, everyone would’ve seen how livid I was at that moment.

The moment we touched, the applause became even louder. I had no idea what those single lad*ies were shouting about, but they were all very worked up, as though they wanted to be the one hugging Rufus.

I reached out and embraced Rufus. The familiar and pleasant scent made my heart skip a beat.

I didn’t dare to do anything more and quickly pulled away from him. I needed to escape from this embarra*s*sing situation as soon as possible.

However, Rufus didn’t let me go. Instead, he patted me on the back, chuckled and whispered in my ear, “What secret are you hiding?”

My heart banged against my chest anxiously. I looked up at Rufus, who had already stood up straight. He wasn’t looking at me anymore, and his expression was cold. I almost wondered if I was just imagining what he said just now.

I didn’t dare to stay any longer. I quickly got off stage, Rufus’ words echoing in my ears. What did he mean by that? Did he recall something? Otherwise, how could he say such cryptic words?

Panic began to overwhelm me. As long as Rufus recalled anything about me, the black thorns on his back would resurface, and then all our efforts would be in vain.

The bug could only take away his memory once. If the black thorns appeared again, Rufus would definitely d*ie. I was getting more and more uneasy. I was standing in the crowd in a trance like a lost child. There had to be a way for me to check his back…

Just then, Rufus announced the end of the military parade and now we were going to attend the banquet in the palace. I went back to the palace with a group of royal members, hoping to replenish the potion that would conceal my scent.

When I arrived at the gate of the palace, I saw Warren from a distance. Instinctively, I wanted to avoid him and changed direction.

But unexpectedly, Warren followed suit. It almost seemed like he was looking at me, but I soon realized that he was looking at a noble, well-dressed she-wolf near me.

For the first time, Warren smiled warmly, and he slipped his arm around her waist without hesitation.

Although I couldn’t see her face clearly, I could tell from her temperament and figure that she definitely wasn’t Flora.

This pissed me off.

Had Warren really changed!?

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