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Chapter 58 – Saving Her Cursed Lycan Prince

Kyle’s POV

I was heartbroken to see Lucy crying.

Obviously, I loved her. But fate always liked to play tricks on lovers. We were both victims of politics.

Prince Richard was not a kind lycan at all. If we dared to ruin his plan, he would not let us get away with it so easily.

Lucy and I planned to elope out of desperation. But on the day before we were supposed to elope, I received a letter stating that I had gotten appointed as the director of teaching affairs department of the Royal Military School. It was the job of my dreams. Having this position meant that my life was about to change for the better.

I thought about it the whole night, weighing my options. In the end, my career ambitions outweighed whatever Lucy and I had. I hid in a corner the next day, watching Lucy as she waited for me. No matter how many times I scolded myself for being a coward, I still couldn’t give it up.

I chose to betray Lucy and abandon our love.

Surprisingly, Lucy didn’t even blame me, which just made me feel even guiltier. She was actually happy for me and proud that I got appointed.

Ever since then, I had been suffering from insomnia every night. And when I could finally manage to fall asleep, Lucy would haunt me in my dreams as a rabid cannibal, trying to eat me alive. I had pitched myself into a pit of endless pain, the conflicting feelings for love and career violently fighting for my heart.

Yesterday was the day Prince Richard and Lucy formally accepted each other as mates. That was primarily the reason we agreed to make passionate love for the last time before officially rejecting and never contacting each other again. We just didn’t expect for someone to catch us in the act.

“Oh, hush now, Lucy.” I stretched out a hand to comfort her. “It shouldn’t be that serious. Romantic affairs are inevitable before one finds their destined mate.”

Lucy nodded, her sobs beginning to calm down. For a long time, she kept silent before finally speaking up.

“Kyle, I’m pregnant.”

Her tone was flat. She had spoken as if her words didn’t just send me into a fit of panic, like a ticking time bomb had landed right into my hands.

“What are you talking about? Stop joking around, Lucy.” My lips trembled. This was the last thing I had ever expected.

“For more than a month already. I just didn’t know how to tell you.” Lucy broke out into sobs again. “I want to keep the baby, Kyle.”

“What? No way!” Without hesitation, I blurted out. “You have to abort it. We can’t take care of it!”

“No,” Lucy firmly refused. She then picked up a cigarette and was about to light it. “I’m going to keep the baby. I don’t want to abort it.”

I snatched the cigarette out of her hand. “Then don’t smoke. How could you say you’re keeping the baby and smoke at the same time?”

Lucy rolled her eyes without even looking at me. “Besides, I’m officially Richard’s fiancee now. There’s no way in hell I’d be allowed to have an abortion. But don’t worry about yourself. I already bribed the doctor to help me announce the child as Richard’s. The only loose thread we have right now is that person who caught us. We have to find out whoever it is.” Lucy’s eyes glinted with cruelty as she patted the piano’s lid, making a crisp sound.

Lucy had already made up her mind and I knew there was no persuading her otherwise. I fished out the metal button in my pocket and stared at the clover carved onto it. “I found this button when I went back to inspect. Once I come up with the perfect excuse to check whose uniform is missing a button, then we can find that person.”

“Really?” Lucy’s eyes lit up. She took the button and looked at it closely for herself.

Nodding, I chuckled. “Actually, maybe that person will request for a new uniform soon. As the director of teaching affairs department, I now get notified about those things as soon as a request is filed.”

As if on cue, my phone buzzed with a notification. I checked the email and a smile crept up on my face. “Looks like we found the witness.”

Sylvia’s POV

After my classes, I headed straight back to my dorm room. Flora didn’t arrive until much later.

When she did get back, she quickly downed three glasses of water in just one breath. Her hair was all messed up and she clearly looked tired out.

“What happened to you? Why are you panting so hard?” I sat up from my yoga mat, looking at her curiously.

“There was a pig on the loose at the school canteen. Blair saw me there and he told me to help catch the pig.” Flora slipped her coat off and plopped down on a chair. “But I’ve also managed to acquire some information about that matter.”

I quickly stood up and pulled out a chair for myself. “Tell me everything.”

“Yesterday at noon, the lycan king and Prince Richard were out in the garden to talk about business. Apparently, Lucy happened to be there and meet them. Immediately, she and the prince fell in love with each other at first sight and discovered they were mates!” Clicking her tongue, Flora crossed her legs. “Can you believe that? Love at first sight only happen between attractive people!”

“Is it really?” I frowned, trying to comb through the situation. That garden was in the depths of the imperial palace. Students of the military school were not normally allowed to go there, unless they had a pass.

Flora shrugged in confusion. “So now, Lucy is Richard’s fiancee. She officially dropped out of school and they’re going to have the wedding very soon.”

That was the end of Flora’s story. We both fell in silence.

“But that man from last night…” My voice trailed off. Even though we couldn’t quite see his face, I was certain just by hearing his voice and seeing his figure that he was definitely not Richard.

“Is Lucy really that kind of she-wolf? During the day, she met Prince Richard and fell in love with him. But that very night, she also had sex with another man in the woods,” Flora thought out loud, resting her chin on her palms.

This also confused me, but it just worried me all the more that we had to bump into the affair. “Now I understand why they called for an emergency spot check last night.”

“My snacks!” Flora whined and fell limp on the table in exaggeration. I didn’t think she realized how serious the matter at hand was just yet.

“Flora, I don’t think you’re understanding this quite right.” I sighed helplessly.

Flora looked up at me. “Why? What’s wrong? They didn’t find my snacks, did they? If that’s what you’re worried about, then I won’t eat snacks anymore.”

I bit my lip and decided to break the truth to her. “No. It means whoever that man Lucy was with was no ordinary guy that they were able to call for such an emergency spot check right away. Seeing how thorough and determined they were to find the witness, I’m guessing it’s likely that they are going to do anything to keep their secret safe. Including killing the witness.”

Flora gasped and sat upright. “Oh, god. You’re right. What are we going to do?”

At this time, someone knocked on our door. Flora jumped into her bed in a panic and asked, “Who could that be?”

Vigilantly, I walked to the door and opened it, only to find that it was just a she-wolf from a room downstairs. She was here to borrow a tennis racket from Flora.

Once the she-wolf was gone, Flora closed the door and sighed in relief. “That scared me to death!

By the way, do you think your button fell off in the woods?” Flora turned to me.

I nodded. “That’s what I was thinking. But when I went back to look for it, it wasn’t there anymore.”

“Do you think they found it?” Flora grabbed her hair anxiously. “It’s a good thing you didn’t wear that uniform this morning.”

“Don’t worry. I already requested for a new uniform. Once I get it, we should have nothing to worry about.” I hoped my words comforted Flora. “For now, this is our little secret, okay?”


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