Chapter 1115

Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight

Rufus’ Heir

Lucy’s POV:

After reasoning with her, Adela finally gave up the idea of sounding Rufus out.

I didn’t have the patience to pander to her idiocy much longer, so after giving her a few more words of
comfort, I immediately sent her away.

Once she was gone, I went to the study on the second floor. I removed the knick-knacks lining one of
the shelves and took out a metal key from a hidden grove. I inserted it to its designated keyhole and let
myself into the adjoining secret room.

It was by no means a large space, just a cozy nook I used to store Kyle’s ashes.

Back then, I had sent someone to collect Kyle’s body in secret, but all that was left at the site were a
pile of bones. He had long been devoured by wild beasts. I stroked the carved lines on the urn before
pressing my lips against its surface. If Richard hadn’t meddled with us, I might have had a complete
and happy family right now. Firman wouldn’t suffer public criticism and bullying, and we wouldn’t be
living such a pathetic and miserable life.

I took a deep breath to steady my emotions. I had lost count of the times I had come here and wept,
but I still cried whenever I thought of Kyle.

I missed him so much. I would give anything to have him back, alive and safe.

The only light in my bleak existence had come and gone so quickly, as if it were nothing more than a
dream.



I hate them all—Richard, Rufus, Crystal, and my cruel bastard of a father.

Since Richard’s downfall, my father had disowned me and focused on his another daughter, hoping this
new pawn of a daughter could help him achieved his ambition. No one cared whether I was alive or
dead, and I almost didn’t, either. All I cared about was Kyle’s child.

Power was the currency in the imperial capital, and it was next to impossible to make a single move
without a strong backer. Although Firman was acknowledged as a member of the royal family, his
association with Richard deemed him deserving to be looked down upon. Even the son of a Beta from
a small, unknown pack would have no qualms about bullying him.

The thought made me clench my fists. I wanted to punish everyone who had dared to lay a hand on my
son. I wanted to kill them all!

What made my situation all the worse was the fact that I couldn’t even get back at those people.

Rufus was still the king. I would only be submitting myself to certain death if I was too hasty and
careless.

It was a good thing that Rufus had never married or sired any children in the last five years. As long as
Rufus never bore an heir, the throne would inevitably go to Firman—his brother’s son.

I had been drugging that moron, Adela, through the scented tea that she loved so much. She drank it
every time she visited, not knowing that it would make her infertile. It was also one of the reasons why I
helped her get to where she was today. I was secure in the knowledge that she would never pose a
threat to Firman and me.

Of course, that idiot had no clue. She probably thought I was a kind, magnanimous person under my
rough exterior. I counted myself lucky that she was so stupid, or my plan wouldn’t have played out so
perfectly.



The only problem was that she was too vain and self-centered. I needed some time to rein her in and
hone her wit to keep her from sabotaging herself.

I thought back to the encounter this afternoon, and my heart suddenly felt heavy inside my chest.

Despite Crystal’s claim that she was wearing a mask to hide her disfigured face, I knew that it was just
part of her disguise. She was Sylvia—I was sure of that.

The smallest details and her unique mannerisms would fool no one, no matter how much her
appearance might have changed.

I scoffed when I recalled how Crystal was still a goody two shoes. She had instantly softened after
hearing that Firman was being bullied.

I initially had no intentions to do anything to her since she really helped my boy, but she had
reappeared with Rufus’ child, which effectively messed up my plans.

If Rufus learned of this, he would surely make that boy his heir, and Firman would lose his chance to sit
on the throne.

There was no way I would let that happen. The crown belonged to Firman alone, no one else.

Since I couldn’t touch Rufus, I would just have to settle with the boy. Crystal had done a good job of
hiding him. Rufus was probably unaware that he had a son.

In that case, I should just get rid of the boy, and all of our problems would be solved. I would eliminate
a threat to Firman’s ascension to the throne, and Crystal wouldn’t have to be worried about Rufus
discovering the existence of his son. Really, she should thank me for my efforts.



About Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince - Chapter 1115

Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince is the best current series of the author Dark Knight. With the
below Chapter 1115 content will make us lost in the world of love and hatred interchangeably,
despite all the tricks to achieve the goal without any concern for the other half, and then regret. late.
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