Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 111

Alina’s POV:

Rufus chuckled, and his sexy and magnetic voice was like a little hook that gently scratched my heart.

He raised the glass of the drugged champagne and clinked on mine.

Then he put it in front of his mouth. I stared at him a little impatiently as I couldn’t wait to see him drink it.

As long as he drank this drugged champagne, he would completely fall in love with me. And his preference, like tonight, would only belong to me in the future.

As for Sylvia, I would kick her out of the capital city and never allow her to come back. Rufus could only be mine.

My fingers clasped the glass tightly. Seeing that Rufus was about to drink the champagne, I couldn’t help giggling inwardly.

But much to my surprise, he suddenly smashed the glass into pieces with his bare hand and then strangled me. The rage in his eyes made me shiver. He asked through clenched teeth, “Who are you?”

He squeezed my neck so tightly that I couldn’t speak. I felt like the air was getting thinner and thinner.

Rufus really wanted to kill me.

I frantically pulled his hands away, but I failed. Everyone around us was also shocked by the sudden change in the situation. They all exclaimed with eyes wide open.

Even Queen Laura was alarmed. She ran over to us with her men. “Rufus! What are you doing? Let go of her.”

Alina’s POV:

Rufus chuckled, and his sexy and magnetic voice was like a little hook that gently scratched my heart.

“Help… me… Please…” I tried hard to look at Queen Laura out of the corner of my eye and squeezed every word out of my throat with difficulty. I didn’t stop patting Rufus’ hands, too, as I struggled to gasp for air. Tears welled up in my eyes as the fear of death overwhelmed me. I didn’t know how he found out. I thought my plan was perfect.

“Rufus, stop it!” Queen Laura reprimanded Rufus again. Although she sounded furious, it seemed that she had no intention of stepping forward to stop him. There was even a trace of fear in her eyes when she looked at him.

But Rufus just turned a deaf ear to Queen Laura. Instead, he tightened his grip on my neck. The coldness on his face made me feel hopeless and terrified.

“Where is she? Where did you get this dress? Who allowed you to appear in front of me wearing this?” Rufus asked me a series of questions.

The werewolves around didn’t seem to understand what he was talking about. And they began to discuss who the “she” he mentioned was.

I whimpered and opened my mouth wide, trying to make my neck feel better. But it didn’t work. The glass residue on Rufus’ hand pierced through my neck, and I gradually felt suffocated. My ears were buzzing, and I felt like all my organs were expanding. I was like a candle in a vacuum container. When the flame was about to extinguish, I struggled with all my strength.

“She gave it to me. Please let go of me,” I said in a dry and unpleasant voice. Then I kicked Rufus like a mad beast. The desire to live made me burst out my extreme strength.

But what I did only made him more furious. “Impossible! You are lying! Who asked you to do this?”

Rufus’ cold voice was extremely terrifying. He was like a devil from hell who came to take my life. I felt like he was really going to strangle me to death.

“She really gave this dress to me. If you don’t believe me, you can ask her,” I argued in a hollow voice, putting my hands down feebly. The dull pain of suffocation made my mind blank.

I was in a trance, but I heard Queen Laura ask someone to stop Rufus.

However, no one came to rescue me. I did my best to open my eyes, only to see the terrified expression on everyone’s faces. None of them dared to approach us.

Tears streamed down my face in despair as I thought of my father. If only he was here, he would definitely help me.

Just when I felt I was about to die, a majestic male voice rang out in the hall.

“Rufus, let go of her. Do you even know what you’re doing?”

I recognized the voice of the lycan king.