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Chapter 282 – Saving Her Cursed Lycan Prince

The three of us arrived at the appointed place. We waited for what seemed like an eternity, but there was still no sign of Harry.

“Did that idiot forget about our mission?” Flora was going crazy. She kept scratching her arms and whining, “The mosquitoes are eating me alive!”

The climate here was much hotter than that of the imperial capital, so we all wore plain loose T-shirts.

Our meeting spot was in front of a remote wasteland. Not only were there countless mosquitoes, but also plenty of unidentifiable bugs. They liked to crawl on our skin and bite us, but fortunately, they weren’t poisonous.

Warren and I didn’t seem to attract these bugs and mosquitoes. Flora, on the other hand, was different. Just like Harry, she attracted these insects like honey attracted ants. We weren’t standing there long before her arms were covered in swollen red spots.

Warren offered his thin coat to her for the nth time. “Put it on. It’ll protect you from the bugs.”

Flora pursed her lips and looked at the coat wordlessly. She seemed to be hesitating.

I couldn’t keep watching her suffer so I took the coat from Warren and draped it across Flora’s shoulders. “If you want to fall asleep tonight, stop being so stubborn.”

Flora tightened the coat around her body but said nothing. She had finally given in to Warren’s kindness. Unable to look him in the eye, she lowered her head and mumbled, “Thanks.”

Warren smiled at her dotingly. “You’re welcome.”

I cleared my throat awkwardly and once again felt that I shouldn’t have been here.

Just as we were about to lose our patience, Harry finally showed up. He was followed by John, which took us aback.

Flora and I exchanged confused glances.

Harry and John had been almost inseparable the past few days. Even when Flora and I talked with Harry, John would sit next to him, even if he didn’t say anything.

It all felt a bit strange. Was John a gay and he was into Harry?

The more I thought about it, the more plausible it seemed. I recalled how Harry had desperately tried to avoid John before. Was it because Harry knew that John was a gay?

But these days, it seemed that Harry had stopped avoiding John…

Oh, my god! Had Harry been “changed” by John? Harry was a silly man. He would easily fall for someone as long as they said something soft and sweet to him.

Although I had no opinions against gay people, watching my straight friend turn into one was still too bizarre an experience. I eyed the two boys with complicated feelings, at a loss for words.

“What’s going on?” Flora spoke for me. She tilted her head and looked at them questioningly.

Harry didn’t dare to look at us. He turned his head unnaturally and said lightly, “We met on the way, so we decided to come together.”

“I see. Then let’s get going already.” Flora didn’t think too much. I figured she was anxious to get this show on the road. Warren, on the other hand, looked at John with displeasure.

Finally, our team had converged successfully. The five of us snuck out secretly.

However, as soon as we made it past the gate, we saw a group of soldiers escorting the slave Ashley in the distance.

We hurriedly hid behind a wall and waited for them to pass us.

When the escorts approached us, I overheard one of the soldiers shouting, “I wonder what Alpha Geoffrey is thinking. How could he offer this humble slave to Prince Rufus? How could he let a noble man like Prince Rufus be stained by such a lowly vampire slave?”

“But you have to admit that this bitch is a ten out of ten. She’s probably prettier than Prince Rufus’s mate. Maybe the prince will like her…” another soldier said with a knowing smile, his obscene eyes still fixed on Ashley’s scantily-clad body.

“You’re right.”

The soldiers’ laughter faded away as they passed us.

The expressions of Flora and the others changed subtly and they looked at me gingerly.

Even I had to admit that my mind was in a mess. But I thought about how Rufus had asked me to trust him no matter what. This helped me quickly regain my composure.

“Sylvia, do you want to follow them?” Flora asked carefully.

“No need. I trust Rufus.” I shook my head confidently. “The mission at hand is more important. Let’s get out of here first.”

Rufus’ POV

After ordering everyone to leave, only Geoffrey and I were left in the banquet hall.

Geoffrey seemed to be frightened of me. He kept dabbing the sweat on his forehead with a handkerchief.

I looked at him indifferently, tinkering with my cuff links idly.

Geoffrey grew more and more flustered under my watchful eye. Finally, he couldn’t help but blurt, “Your Highness, what did you want to talk to me about?”

“Do you think the army came here just for the post-earthquake reconstruction?” I asked lightly.

Geoffrey dabbed at his forehead with a trembling hand. “I don’t understand what you mean.”

I sneered coldly. “If it weren’t for the data we retrieved after the disaster, I wouldn’t have known that there were so many werewolves that went missing in the Red Maple Pack.”

Geoffrey averted his gaze but continued to play dumb with me. “What’re you trying to say? No werewolf has gone missing. Maybe you’re just talking about the pack’s normal coming and going of werewolves.”

“‘Normal coming and going’, huh?” I was so close to losing my patience with this man.

Geoffrey nodded and then sighed dramatically. “Over the past few years, more than a few natural disasters took place at the border, so more and more residents have moved out of the Red Maple Pack.”

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath to suppress my anger. “What’s with the huge wall?”

“Red Maple Pack has applied classified management. I believe those who have made great contributions to the pack and those who come from noble clans should enjoy better treatment, so as to motivate ordinary werewolves to work harder.” Geoffrey’s tone was unusually firm, as though he didn’t think there was anything wrong with the existence of the huge wall.

I finally tore my gaze away, too disgusted to look at him any longer.

The problems of the Red Maple Pack were definitely not as simple as what Geoffrey had just described.

Geoffrey was a cunning old fox. He was by no means as compliant as he put on. Since he wanted to play dumb with me, I decided to play along with him.


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