Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince novel Chapter 290

Ethan's POV: 

The hall was in a complete and utter mess.

Everyone discussed heatedly, contributing to the chaotic noise.It was hard to determine who exactly was speaking.

The endless noise made my head ache and I pursed my lips unhappily.

"Enough!" I exploded.

"What kind of place do you think this is? How dare you come in here one after another? This inexcusable behavior will go on your record and I will be issuing demerits!"

Finally, the hall fell quiet.The three students surrounding Sylvia all looked at me, terrified.

In particular, the little guy with the shaggy hair finally shut up.

That kid was just like his father they both had voices loud enough to pierce through one's eardrums.

I pressed my fingers against my temple, feeling helpless.I was getting old.

Exhaustion had overtaken me already, and it had only been a short while.I didn't speak up immediately.

Instead, I stared back at the four pairs of eyes that were looking straight at me.I could tell what they were thinking from the expressions on their faces.

Seeing this, my heart couldn't help but soften a little.

They were just innocent kids after all.

How could I pin the blame on them? But I couldn't just let them go so easily, or else they wouldn't take me seriously and would even think they could make a scene in the palace whenever they pleased.

At last, I snorted coldly, breaking the silence.

The four kids standing in a row at the center of the hall all trembled and lowered their heads.

Out of the four, Sylvia was the most calm and collected.She even patted the Omega she-wolf's shoulder comfortingly.

I eyed them all warily, finding it difficult to solve this tricky problem.It would've been simpler if it was only the Omega who stood out to speak for Sylvia.

But even the son of an Alpha and the son of a Beta stood firmly by her side.

And among the four, it seemed that Sylvia was the leader.

The first time Rufus brought up Sylvia, I didn't take him seriously.

Even if the Moon Goddess herself designated them as mates, there was no possible way they could break through the barriers of social rank— Rufus was a prince and Sylvia was a slave.