Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince Chapter 89

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.”