I paused. Yana was right. Now that Shawn and I were in conflict, staying in the pack was a death wish. I guessed I would have to go and find my father to fulfill my mother’s last wish.
I turned around and left the room, heading to the border of the territory. While everyone was indulging in the banquet, now would be a good time to escape. I moved carefully in high alert at all times, carefully avoiding the werewolves patrolling.
When I could see the border of the pack’s territory, I was filled with relief. I didn’t see anyone guarding the border.
Just as I was about to cross over, I heard clapping behind me. My chest tightened as the lights lit up one by one. I closed my eyes and sighed. I was doomed.
“Get her!”
Shawn ordered his men. A ferocious werewolf instantly pounced on my shoulder.
“Let me go!” I shot a glare at Shawn. I did not expect him to know that I was going to escape.
“Save you strength in bed, Sylvia,” Shawn said, his eyes lustfully looking me up and down. “You’re such a slut. You really do pounce on men when you see them!”
All of a sudden, his eyes turned dark with anger. He barked out another cold order.
“Guards, get the slut’s clothes off of her!”
Shawn’s POV
“Son of a bitch!” Sylvia spat and glared at me, as if she were looking at hot garbage.
What she didn’t know was that her abrasiveness was just turning me on. The feeling was so intense that I thought I was going crazy too.
I looked at the man’s coat draped over her body and recognized it was the one that Prince Rufus had worn. Surely, they already had sex. Rufus, that freak. I didn’t expect him to let her live. But I also did not expect to see this bitch audaciously running around in another man’s clothes. How shameless!
At the thought of this beautiful she-wolf enjoyed by someone else, I couldn’t help but feel jealous. It felt like my heart was being torn apart. It was a good thing I was near the prince’s residence, or else this she-wolf could have escaped.
Licking my lips, I said, “I wouldn’t act so stubborn to the man I’ll be begging for my life if I were you.”
“I don’t beg to dogs.” Sylvia was seething with hatred for me, but it didn’t matter. I liked to think her ferociousness would greatly translate in bed.
I chuckled and looked at her. With her trousers practically torn to shreds, the prince’s coat was the only thing keeping her covered. There was an ambiguous red mark on her chin while her hair was disheveled.
Seeing her like this made me inexplicably burn with desire. I grabbed her chin and asked, “Tell me, did you enjoy it?”
“Get your filthy hands off of me!” Sylvia turned her head away. “Disgusting!”
Her words infuriated me. This she-wolf was just fucked to humiliation by a completely stranger. What right did she have acting this way to me?
“Bitch! You were lucky enough to get out of that room alive. But I won’t let you get away with that. I’m still going to make you beg for your life, so quit acting that way.”
I squeezed her chin in my hand. I tried imagining her in bed with another man, which drove me crazy with jealousy. I was the one who should take her to bed tonight.
“Strip her naked!” I pushed her to the ground and stood straight. Seeing her in another man’s clothes really irritated me.
“No! Fuck off!” Sylvia thrashed. Her eyes were wide and her face was pale. She waved her arms around, trying to resist my subordinates.
I stood on the side and watched her struggle desperately, whistling. “This is so entertaining! Doesn’t it make you feel desperate, Sylvia?”
Sylvia pursed her lips and glared at me. A sharp tearing sound filled the air as the sleeve of her coat was removed, revealing her snow white skin.
“Stop!” I said, pretending to act mercifully and walking toward her. “If you get on your knees and beg me to sleep with you, I can let you go.”
“Fuck no!” Sylvia’s attitude did not soften at all. Instead, she gritted her teeth even more.
“Well, don’t say I didn’t try. But anyway, it didn’t matter what you were going to say. You’re just a slave, after all. Whether you like it or not, I will have you tonight.” I leaned closer to her ear and whispered, “Unless you want all of these werewolves to fuck you one after the other?”
Bang! Sylvia butted her head against my chin. I touched the corner of my mouth and found that it was heavily bleeding. “You bitch! How dare you hit me now?”
“Why not? Is there a different time you’d prefer I hit you?” Sylvia sneered.
At this point, my anger had been ignited and I shot her a glare.
“Fine, if you wish for death so much, then I’ll give it to you.” I straightened my back and turned to my men. “This bitch is yours. Do with her whatever you like. No need to keep her alive.”
My men cheered and whooped, encircling her with obscene smiles on their faces. I was a little unhappy with how this turned out, but I didn’t bother stopping them. This bitch had to pay the price.
All of a sudden, Sylvia let out a terrifying roar, knocking several of my werewolves to the ground. I was shocked. Had she always been this powerful? Even my men were also stunned and rooted to their spot.
“What are you standing around for? Go! If you can’t even defeat this she-wolf, then don’t bother showing your face to me again!” I scolded them.
Obediently, they began to approach Sylvia again.
“Stop!” A male’s voice resounded.
I irritably turned my head to see who this man trying to hinder me was. Unexpectedly, I met a pair of eyes colder than mine, which sent a chill down my spine.
It was Prince Rufus. Damn it! What was he doing here?
Sylvia’s POV
I didn’t expect Rufus to suddenly appear.
The werewolves encircling me retreated in fear of him. But obviously, they still had their eyes on the prize. Their stares were still glued to my body. I subconsciously crossed my arms over my chest in shame.
I bit my lip and felt a lump in my throat. I was trying to calm down deep inside. I had already gone through tougher and more humiliating situations. I could surely make it through this one.
Suddenly, I felt a shadow cast over me and that familiar cold fragrance filled my nose.
With tears in my eyes, I looked up to see Rufus standing in front of me.
I didn’t know why he was here, but I was grateful for his presence nonetheless.
“Prince Rufus, what are you doing here?” Shawn took a few careful steps forward, putting on a flattering smile on his face. He had completely switched his attitude.
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